I was once the recipient of a very well-targeted, but mostly harmless April Fool's prank. I'm not naive, not by any means, but I tend to be very protective of the people I'm closest to — and she knew just what to say to arouse my concern, to take full advantage of me. (If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have been so surprised.)
This year was relatively quiet by comparison, with only my son's repeated insistence that there was a monkey on the ceiling.
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