This is what happens when you mess with the April Fools gods.
It's one thing to call everybody Dudley Do-Right on April Fools Day--with emphasis on the DUD.
But quite another thing to insult your mom's prank ideas.
It could have been worse, darling. I could have used shaving cream, (like my original prank idea).
The prank went down in front of company--original members of our old neighborhood brat pack--who flew across the Pacific Ocean to see us. (At least that's what we tell ourselves.)
(Don't even ask about my son's fierce face because I'm not responsible.)
I am, however, responsible for my daughter's fierce face.
Hee hee hee