Admittedly, I deserve the milk dyed yellow, the newspaper in my shoes, the toilet water dyed green and the Cheerios switched with the Mini Wheats. I am a year round prankster and have raised a whole crop of sillies who follow in my footsteps.
But maybe I should have told Xander where his backpack was hidden just a bit earlier, instead of rolling on the carpet, delighted with his anxiety. Because after kissing the little ones good-bye and racing to grab my camera for an early photoshoot– I found that my camera bag was gone, gone, gone.
Only a trip to the school me frantically racing into in the sixth grade classroom saved this photoshoot:
I thought I’d eliminated all the food dye from the house (their weapon of choice) until I saw my carnations turning green. Hmm, didn’t see that one coming.
But Xander and I formed enough of a truce to play tinfoil battleship in the wheelbarrow (with the water dyed green, of course).
and he won, every round.