For all the parents out there who have had to feign surprise at the (fake) vomit on the sofa, the plastic spiders on the floor, and toy snakes on the top of the bathroom door.
Who have endlessly looked down at the front of their shirts when one of their children asks, “What’s on your shirt?” only to be hit by a finger underneath the chin.
Who have heard knocking and gone to the front door to find no one standing there.
Who have had an elastic band put around the sprayer nozzle on the sink so that they get a refreshing morning face wash while attempting to rinse the breakfast dishes.
Who have had salt replaced by sugar in the salt-shaker
Who have endured a breathless, familiar, little voice on the other end of the phone asking if the refrigerator is running?
Who have withstood April Fools jokes on more than just April 1st.
This one’s for you.
A few years ago the planets aligned, fate intervened, and the gods were on my side. Daylight savings time, usually the bane of my existence (because I am the mother to boys), fell on April Fools Day.
I changed all my clocks ahead Saturday evening before dinner so that we wouldn’t be late for Church. I meant to tell the boys when they were getting ready for bed an hour early and shout out “April Fools!” Honest, that was my plan.
But then I thought it would be WAY more funny if they actually went to bed an hour early. I realized that I didn’t need to disclose the prank to them in order to feel good about it.
As I sat on the couch reading, after they went to their room, I had a laugh all to myself. And it was good. I may have even said, “Who’s the fool now, suckha” while I ate some jelly beans right out of the bag.
Happy April Fool’s Day! May you be spared any embarrassment.
Do you have any fun stories to share from your own April Fool’s day history?
Holley & Dane
1 comment:
I will just say that yesterday was pathetic. My kids don't really know how to play practical jokes or even how to tell a real joke. So all day it was like a lie fest. They kept saying things like "there's a spider on your head". At dinner McKell said something and both Adam and I got on her, she started crying. I felt bad, but it was getting really old. I guess I need to prep my kids for these things so they can have fun without driving me crazy.
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