It was the night before Thanksgiving, and all through the house, not a creature was sleeping, except for the boy and his, well, that's our Doofus Dawg and he is WAY bigger than a mouse.
Then, someone suggests, quite innocently,"Wouldn't it be funny, if we painted his toe nails?"
Now, most people would probably think, "Yes, but it wouldn't be very nice."
"Why yes, yes, it would, I'll get the nail polish!"
Then again, we are NOT most people, he IS the only boy in the house and, well, the kid pretty much pranks us…ALL THE TIME…so, it's all in the name of good, clean, fun, right?
"You're gonna make him cry."
Apparently, my 13 yo did NOT think it was such a great idea, but went along with it, anyway.
"That's just not right."
Neither did my husband, Garth [not his real name] who woke up with his fingernails painted, once, but that time I…I mean…we painted them black and he DID notice before leaving the house for work.
"Shhhh, you're gonna wake him up."
My son, however, slept through it all and it wasn't until sometime, in the middle of breakfast, the next day, that he even noticed!
"GAAAAAH, who painted my toenails?!?"
Aaaand, there was much giggling.
[eyes go wide]
Until, it dawned on him that, you know, someone painted HIS toenails.
"I told you he would cry."
Yeah, maybe we should have listened to Heather (obviously, she HAS more sense than her mother) but, my SIL was a little surprised at how upset he got (having slept over, on the night in question) and, well, she, or I would have let him in on the prank, before anyone else arrived for Thanksgiving dinner.
"I am SO embarrassed!"
Then again, maybe I've grown a little too used to dealing with girls, who cry, just because they can and aren't boys supposed to be all, you know, snakes and snails and puppy dog tails?
"I'm SO sorry, Bud; I really thought you'd think it was funny!"
Apparently, I was wrong…AGAIN!
"Well, IT'S NOT!"
I stood there, watching him, as he tried to wipe the nail polish off with a wet piece of toilet paper, and I wanted to crawl under a rock, and die, probably just as much as he wanted me to, if not more, I'm sure.
"Here, let me do that for you."
I grabbed the nail polish remover and started to, you know, try and clean up yet ANOTHER BIG MESS I'd gotten us into and, well, we each took turns and thanked my son for accepting our apologies, as half-assed as it sounds, at the moment.
"We didn't mean to make you cry!"
Lesson Learned: Girls are spice and everything nice, until their brother's asleep and there happens to be a bottle of nail polish, near by.
"Besides, you can always stick one of their fingers in a glass of warm water and make them pee their beds!"
Less than smart mothers, like me, however, deserve nothing more than strained carrots and peas, or made to watch the Doodle Bops, until our eyes explode AND our ears begin to bleed.
"No, that would be mean."
Although, he DID giggle…a little…me, too.
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66 responses to “A Thanksgiving Prank Gone Bad”
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
I’m sorry I did think it was funny, but you are so bad!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
Those little men are surprisingly sensitive… and wonderfully resilient. I would have done the same thing to my son, I’m sure. Hehehehee!
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I thought it was hilarious. Remind him of it the next time he plays a pranks on one of the girls and they cry.
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t have a son. I didn’t grow up with brothers. So, I couldn’t have guessed the outcome. I would have thought he would be plotting his revenge and he still may be…
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him.
At least he has a fun mom and sisters with a sense of humor!
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
Ok, you need to forgive me, but I simply MUST tell you this story…
My daughter was 6, my son was 3. One night when he was *supposed* to be sleeping, my son got into some craft paint and painted every exposed place on my daughter’s face while SHE slept. We discovered what had happened, but decided to wait until morning to take care of it. Except that we didn’t tell her anything before we faked shock and horror, asked her if she was sick, then sent her to the mirror to see herself. She screamed and cried and generally freaked out. Even after immediate and apologetic damage control, she was an emotional wreck. Yeah, that was an awesome Mother of the Year Moment. 🙂
All this to say…it happens to the best of us!! 😛 (oh…and my daughter’s a-ok now. she may not need therapy after all!)
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
My daughters and wife played that trick on me once, to make matters worse, they used pink nail polish. I can’t say that I was happy about it. But i did laugh just to show them I was a sport.After all, my feet are covered with shoes anyway- and then I forgot. I was a SAHD. Guys at the back laughed their butts off!
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
I think that’s HILARIOUS. I cannot believe that he got so upset! Poor guy! My guess is he’s working on your revenge! Bwahahaha!
xox
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
A friend of mine was practicing on her dad’s nails while he slept in a chair. It wouldn’t have been so bad except…he was a Sergeant Major in the army….and he was the guy on call for problems at that night…when the phone rang….and he had to double-time it down to the gate….where all the other soldiers were waiting…and we all know how non-judgmental soldiers can be! (No this was not Liz’s brother)
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
BWAAAAA!!! I love it! Thanks for the idea. Now, if I could only figure out how to get my boys to actually fall asleep…
BTW, I totally miss you Liz!
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz
Ditto, my friend!!!
Liz