There was a time once in Chapel Hill, NC, when I popped a wine bottle bag on my knee and my oldest daughter, one year old at the time, sitting in her high chair, just started belly laughing. So, for the next 10 minutes, I stood there, slapped my hand holding the already popped bag against my knee and just reveled in the full belly laugh of my infant daughter. I think the angels were listening too. This video reminded me of that. Enjoy!