No Foolin'
It was exactly a year ago today that my then 10-year old son scared me to death. It was approximately 3:15am, on April 1st, when his rooster alarm clock bellowed COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO over and over and over and over and over again until I located it underneath my bed. Aside from the fact that it woke me up from a deep sleep, it really frustrated me that I couldn’t initially locate it. When I did, I nearly threw it through a wall. I’ve got a very good sense of humor, but this was one joke that didn’t make me laugh. I was fuming and I let him know about it. I also let my friend Phil know about it and he laughed at me. Thankfully that reality check helped me come back to earth very quickly and it also reminded me that my son is one funny kid. Even in the middle of the night. Considering my reaction 365 nights ago, I wasn’t really worried about him pulling that same prank again this year. But this year I was up until the wee hours anyway. Wide awake until about 2:00am, just like most nights th...