They were quiet this morning, those kids. Still imbibing the morning joe, Brent and I worked on the events of the day. Cows need moving, calves need tagging, house needs de-Eastering. Then he turned around to get a refill and a blue paper fish stuck on his back flapped as he walked. I burst out laughing realizing then that today is April Fools day. That four-child silence I enjoyed this morning was actually paper fish in the making and muffled giggles on the edge of full blown cachinnation.
We all got gotted. The dog, the baby, the poor barn cat. This year, they branched out to the “toothy whales” and slapped a Killer Whale on my back.
Secretly sticking the fish equivalent of a “kick me” sign on the backs of friends to celebrate the first of April is great fun. America should work it in between pranks.