Hee, Hee, Just Foolin' Around

It's Spring Break in the home of Harris and we have had a lovely time doing what we do. Tuesday was wear your most comfy clothes day, yesterday was chocolate for breakfast day and Superheros in the park day. Today is stay in our jammies until noon day and our beloved practical joke day, which I'm sure it is for many of you.

We decorated eggs for starters, fun!



Micah's practical joke, dump the dye down herself, and then her stool, and then the wall, and then the cupboards, and then the floor, and then the grooves of the floor. Ha, ha, very funny.



On with the practical jokes, we did the classic JUST MARRIED sign on the trunk to our out of town neighbors. Easy and rather boring, but it works.



My troops in training came up with this joke to pull on their friends. I call it "Bunnies Multiplied." A little novice, but funny to jokesters under the age of 6.



Then I took the troops to Dad's work. I decided to decorate his bike as if he were a pizza delivery guy. I was going to tape the tacky sign on his bike with a small cardboard box for tips. The timing couldn't have been more perfect, I missed him by seconds as he took off for surgery and it was almost as if this joke was meant to happen, except, I couldn't find his bike. I had seven different secretaries helping me look for it. They were eager and cute. That's the spirit secretaries! NO BIKE. I waited until the resident's got out of lecture to ask them and still NO BIKE. Harris hid it well so I taped the sign and tip box up by his desk and took off. Minutes later,REALLY, I just missed him by a hare! (No Easter pun intended) I get a text reading "Good thing I hid my bike so well!" Boiled and foiled, I decided that this was not over. I found his bike--it was on the other bike rack in front of the hospital, you know, the one that I didn't walk over that far to look? And, I did this:





I personally like this one a little better than the pizza delivery. I said to Mat yesterday how I wanted a basket on my bike to carry my groceries in. His reply, "YOU ARE NOT PUTTING A BASKET ON YOUR ROAD BIKE. It'll look stupid." Stupid schmoopid! I'm not talking a frilly basket, just something practical and efficient. Well, well, look who's sporting a basket on his bike now! I like your colored eggs!