I wrote yesterday about the prank Paige planned to pull on her classmates. And I actually gave her a piece of tin foil this morning, against better judgment, only because I’m curious to see if she can actually pull it off. Oh to be a fly on the wall in the third grade classroom today.
I thought that would be the end of it.
But then I picked Allie up from school.
“Hey, Mom! Do you know what today is?” Allie asked on our walk back to the car.
Surely the pre-school teachers wouldn’t tell the kids what today was and encourage pranks. “What, Al?”
“It’s Joke Day!” She throws up her arms in proclamation. Apparently I’d be mistaken if I thought they wouldn’t tell pre-schooler’s about April Fool’s Day.
“Oh yeah?” I remark back. I show no excitement. No emotion. No anything to tell her I may be on board with this ridiculous notion.
“Yeah….Hey Mom, your shoe’s untied,” she points at my sneaker which is securely fastened in a double knot, because nothing annoys me more than an untied shoe. I know. First world problem. One of my many weird pet peeves. I don’t acknowledge her pointing finger. I don’t look down. But she still screams gleefully and says, “Gotcha! Happy Joke Day!”
Hopefully, that’s the last of the pranks from the kids. I have a feeling this won’t be the end of it.