Scout and I got to spend the day together. We came up with a bunch of ideas, but nothing beat out booby trapping the house to “get” Micah. Not mini-golfing, not playground tour, not beach and then swim — NOTHING!
SO booby trapping it was!
We saran-wrapped the toilet.
We short-sheeted the bed.
We stuck an alligator in his drawer to scare him.
We put baby powder on the first three turns of the toilet paper roll (which he thought was itching powder!).
We drew new facial hair on the mirror to make him think he forgot to shave.
And after Navy got home, we made a new diet Coke out of sprite and soy sauce.
You have NEVER heard gut-giggles like Scout’s when Micah took a drink and spit it out in the sink!
It was hilarious!
And Micah was a great sport - seeing as it had to STINK of soy sauce when he opened it, but still took a swig.
Then Micah went in to “use the restroom” and went for the gusto again!
I was particularly impressed with his ability to start and stop.
The kids came in after he started to scream and yell, and they gut-giggled like maniacs.
Then he couldn’t figure out why he was so hairy.
(Not the right angle unless I took a shot of the back of his head.)
And we left some of them for after the kids went to bed.
But imagine their delight when he came up to them in the bath and asked what sort of powder was on his toilet paper.
That one caught him by surprise.
And when the house finally quieted down, and I was EXHAUSTED, all I wanted to do was go down stairs and crawl into bed.
But knowing I couldn’t ruin the last trap, I stayed up while Micah watched lame storage unit show after show.
When we finally went down, it kind of caught him by surprise, and I laughed.
Scout ran down first thing, and gut-giggled once more as Micah recounted getting into bed and getting stuck in really short sheets!
Nice work co-booby trapper!
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The best part — that diet Coke trap kept on giving and giving.
I think three other people had a taste of that loveliness, and we kept resetting the trap.
It was hilarious.
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