It’s been said that kids laugh 300-400 times a day while adults laugh closer to 15 times a day.
At what point did we stop laughing or feel that to grow up and be mature means to have less joy in our lives?
“Settle down” “Stop being so silly” “Don’t get them riled up”
Who told us that to be mature was to be solemn and serious and that expressing joy was immature?
Why is it so hard for us to let go, relax and be silly?