We're Pregnant!

April Fool's. Did we get you? I like April Fool's. You get to be sneaky and it's ok. I come from a long line of April Fool's lovers. My grandma, who lived with us when I was growing up, loved playing pranks. One year she told me there was a mouse in her room. She was screaming and looking around frantically. It's just behind the dresser, she said, look! I believed her, didn't see anything, and turned around to see her smiling slyly. I would never have suspected Grandma.

I have a friend from high school who I called for I think three years in row on April Fool's to tell her I was engaged. I'm pretty sure she believed me every time. (Jessi, if you're reading, thank you for participating in my longest running and most memorable April Fool's joke.)

This year I didn't do anything spectacular. I told my mom I was really sick. After listing my symptoms I said, "Yeah, I was reading about this online. I think I have a condition called...APRIL FOOL'S!" She called me by my full name (which has more effect now that I have three names) and told me I get her every year. Which is true. I got her good one year when I told her I broke my ankle in aerobics class.

I got Jacob after work. I was dropping off our rent a few blocks from our house and told him my car wouldn't start. He came to rescue me (he passed the test) and when he got there I asked him to try starting it. When he did I giggled and yelled "APRIL FOOL'S!" It was a pretty successful April Fool's for me.