April Fools

I really don't like April fools. My kids expect something, but I hate doing mean tricks. So I usually end up doing something cutesy, and calling it good. This year I made peas and carrot cupcakes. (Everyone but Logan HATE peas.) When they found out it was yummy stuff, they certainly weren't complaining. Dillon had put a snake in my bed, so when I turned my covers down at night, I was scared to death. I brushed my hand across it, and it felt very real. Ooooh I hate snakes! Logan told me he was bleeding and showed me a bloody mess and of course I freaked out. Turns out tabasco sauce on a white back ground looks quite a bit like blood. I'm glad to get this day out of the way, without TOO much trauma. Until next year.