Friday, April 1, 2011

They're ba-aaack!

Last night after dinner my husband and children were noticeably quiet. I know what it means when they are behind closed doors on the eve of April Fool's Day. When they came out chuckling and looking smug, I asked the kids "Why don't you ever plot to trick Dad?" My daughter answered, "Because he doesn't scream."

Oh, man, I did NOT want to get out of bed this morning. I proceeded with caution. First thing I noticed was that the laptop lid was closed. It is never closed. A-ha! I opened it very slowly.


Whew. Got through that one. My son had already left for school, but my daughter was waiting for breakfast. I opened the cupboard door, truly expecting to find this:
Amateurs.

The next one did startle me a bit:
But I didn't scream. Go, me!

Some of the blinds were still closed, which was a big clue, so when I opened them, I wasn't surprised by this:
But it does give me the creeps. I mean, just look at it!
Okay, I hadn't been too surprised by anything yet. I still hadn't screamed. However, my confidence was not growing because I knew, I just knew, something diabolical was waiting for me somewhere in the house. Last year they got me with the toilet lid. I still hadn't been to the bathroom, and by now I needed to go, so I crept ahead cautiously. Closet? All clear. Mirror? Nothing. Toilet lid? Blank.

I stood in the middle of the bathroom and turned a slow circle.

SCREAM!


It was in the shower!!!!!!
Dang, they're good.