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Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Another AFD

This year Pete wisely planned to be out of town for April Fool's Day.  And since it was a Saturday, this meant that I was the sole adult around to bear the brunt of the silly exploits of 3 boys, which felt slightly like tiptoeing through a minefield.

As soon as Miles got wind of the fact that the next day would be AFD, he decided to play some early pranks on Strider while he was at work.  He booby-trapped his room, using a birthday card that plays loud music upon being opened so that it would start playing as soon as Strider opened his bedroom door.

Then, while Strider was still sleeping the next morning, the "official" start of AFD, the boys took turns going in and putting shaving cream on his face.  (This had the nice benefit of causing more laundry for Mom -- bonus prank.)
 


Much of the day involved shaving cream in multiple rooms of the house and toilet paper strung around in various places.  Strider tried to catch up on the pranking by balancing a cup of milk on the top of the refrigerator door, putting saran wrap on the toilet seats, putting oil in the shampoo bottle, etc.  It was really, really, really fun.  And Pete was so sad to miss it all.

I was not completely blameless.... During the night before I pulled my classic "take all of the kids' clothes and hide them" prank.  One boy always wakes up grouchy with low blood sugar, so he was not amused, and the other didn't bother even trying to get dressed for a few hours, so it was a bit of a flop.

BUT my one big win was programming Strider's phone with shortcuts, so every time he texted the word, "Ok," it was transposed into "Aye, aye, O Captain, my captain," and every time he wrote "to," it became "Supercalifragilisticexpialadocious."  I did this kind of thing for about 8 common words... which frustrated him greatly!!!  He finally gave up on texting anyone because he couldn't figure out how to undo the shortcuts so his messages all sounded ridiculous.  Yay!!!!!!

I think I, with a narrow margin, won AFD this year.

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