Every year for several years, I would call my brother Jared and tell him the wonderful news! Every year on the same day. Every year. And, every year, he bought it hook-line-and-sinker. (Despite the well-known fact that my then husband had undergone a vasectomy.) Took him hours to get that lure out of his lip! "April Fool's, Jared!" He would be all mad, and he would be all I'm-going-to-get-you-back, and he never would. Because, well, I'm the best. The best! Oh, how I enjoyed it! LOVE me some April Fool's Day!
me and my brothers - Matt (L) and Jared (R)
Today, being completely over the same ol' "I'm pregnant!" schtick, I was driving along the Germantown Audobon scratching my head and trying to think of how to get Charlie. After I realized it was my hat making my head itch, I got it! I knew what I was going to do!
"Charlie! I think I need to go to the emergency room." (me - in a faint-scratchy voice)
"What? Why? Are you okay?"
"I swallowed my lower braces and they're stuck in my throat. It's really starting to hurt."
"Oh my gosh! Then, go! GO!!!"
He finally started laughing, and letting me enjoy the joke. But, he just had to add the fact that part of the joke was on me. That, I am about the only person dumb enough to actually swallow their braces! And, you know what?
I've give him that. :)
Happy April Fool's Day!