I felt a little miffed that Ryan accused me of pranking his truck last night. A little seed of an idea started up in my brain- Well, if I am going to be accused of doing something, I might as well do it.
After dinner tonight, I printed a little something off the computer and grabbed what saran wrap I had in the house and we drove down to see Daddy. We may have detoured around the parking lot to look for a particular vehicle before finding an empty spot.
When we said goodbye after a 10 minute visit with Daddy, we wandered outside. I mentioned to the girls about playing a trick on Daddy and they were all over it.
I have no poker face. At all. When Ryan walked in the door, he gave me a "look" and I erupted into a fit of giggles.
The girls weren't any better. Amidst giggles, they told Ryan, "Oh no, it was Jory!" and "It must have been a ghost!" (Reference to the "You've been Boo'ed" sign on the windshield.)