Last Monday, April 10th, we arrived home from school. She's in the back seat and I'm pulling into the garage.
Five Year Old: Mom, there's a spider in your hair.
Me: No there isn't. Time to get out now.
Five Year Old: For real. There's a spider in your hair.
At this point, I've parked and am getting out the car, she's carrying on about a spider.
Me: Ok, let's get out. (I unbuckle her)
Five Year Old: April Fool's, Mom!!
Oh, if I had known that April Fool's Day was extended this year, I surely would've gotten into the spirit.
However, it must be very liberating not to have a sense of time or propriety.
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