Practical Jokes

1493284_639982299410327_6280342114394333732_nSunday was my dad’s birthday. He is in heaven, but he would have been 89 years old. Though he had a wonderful sense of humor, I don’t know that I would have called him a practical joker.

However, I might have been wrong.

Sunday morning Bill and I were getting ready for church. I was in the bathroom combing my hair and putting on a bit of makeup. When I came back into the bedroom, I noticed that Bill had a very puzzled look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

It seems Bill had sat down on the bed, took the back off of his phone, and put in a new battery. When he went to put the back onto the phone, it was gone. Vanished. Nowhere to be seen. We looked everywhere. After all, where could it have gone?

We Went to church, fully expecting to find it as soon as we returned. Nope. We tore the house apart, looking in places that made absolutely no sense, the way you do when you’ve lost something.

Finally, Bill said to me, “I think your dad is playing a joke on me.”

That night when we went to bed we still not found the back of the phone.

As Bill crawled into bed, he said out loud, “Reinie, the joke was very funny, but now I really need to fix my telephone.”

He then reached over, picked up the phone case, and the back of the phone was in the phone case.

Now, I assure you, we hadn’t overlooked it. We had looked in the phone case Phontotwo or three times to no avail.

I guess it was true. To celebrate his birthday, Dad played a practical joke on his son-in-law. Who knew Dad played practical jokes?



And for good measure, Friday was Crazy Hair Day at Alastair’s, Dagny’s, and Maggie Faith’s school……



Nothing more needs to be said.

Have a great weekend.



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