April Fool's Day

Would you believe me today if I said I am pregnant?

If I were my sister, Becca, you shouldn't believe a word I said on April Fool's Day, under any circumstances. She was the one in our family that hid heavy cans of food in everyone's backpacks and rocks under pillows on her favorite day of the year, April 1. She begged mom to make pancakes so she could slip pennies and little pieces of cardboard in the batter (and is still the queen of such "special ingredients"). This morning, Mark and I found our cars and windows covered in Peeps. It didn't take a fingerprint test to determine the culprit. It was embarrassing to explain at my Safety and Emissions test today why there were sticky white smears adorning my car.

When we were younger, we had to be constantly on the lookout for Becca's April 1 booby traps. Becca was pretty good at wrapping string around dolls or stuffed animals, then propping one on the upper edge of an almost closed door, awaiting its victim. Danielle remembers screaming when she walked into her empty bedroom and her doll came swinging down in her face, then it hung there, suspended in midair.

A few of Becca's tricks were more calculated. I happen to know that today my youngest (15-year-old) sister got a very official looking letter in the mail from the Director of the Department of Motor Vehicles warning "The Parents of Heather Wilson" that they were conducting an investigation into some recently reported suspicious behavior of the aforementioned Wilson daughter, and were revoking her driver's permit until further notice.

Mark got Sage pretty good this morning by switching the contents of a package of fruit snacks with the contents of her underwear drawer. In Becca-like trickery, I found a few heavy jars in my purse, and my morning pill case was filled to the brim with sleep aids! I had to get Mark back by calling after the Safety and Emissions test to report that we'd failed and they'd recommended we just get a new car.

Sage got her share of 3-year-old tricks today. She loved decorating Becca's front window with cheese whiz, fruit loops, life cereal and goldfish. She just had a hard time not spilling the beans!

A little before dinnertime, I found a neat website, and thought it would have been fun to make these, but chose the path of least resistance and enjoyed some tasty cooking by Krista at dinner group instead.

Happy April Fool's Day. And if you see Becca before midnight tonight, run away fast!

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Suzy reminded me of a few more of Becca's tricks:
--There's always a fake parking ticket on the windshield of the car
--She stuffed cotton balls in my flute every single year
--One time she stuffed some paper or something up the end of my french horn and it got stuck up there! Dad had to rig some wire hook thing with tape on the end to pull it out.
--One time she drew a little black spider on a piece of scotch tape and put it in the crack between the ceiling and the wall in Heather's room. We had scripture time in there and in the middle Bec jumped up and said, "There's a spider up there!!" and grabbed one of Heather's Sunday shoes to "squash" it...Heather freaked out that Becca used her Sunday shoe... ha ha (she was little, I don't remember if she cried or not)
--A piece of cardboard in the PB+J sandwiches