Ryan came home last night with a funny look on his face. I knew it had been a long day for him- 13+ hours at the high school, so I was expecting a tired face, or relieved and happy to be home. Instead I was grilled the moment he walked in- what had I done this afternoon? Did I go somewhere with the girls? Had I been feeling ornery? He was not believing any of my responses to the negative. I could not fathom what he was trying to get at. We did homework, I made English Muffin pizzas for dinner and we watched the new Barbie movie before I got the twins down for the night, and I was hanging out with Emma and Elizabeth until he got home.
As it turns out, his car got "Boo'ed" with saran wrap and candy:
However, I couldn't say I had nothing to do with this, once Ryan explained what happened. A passing comment from someone I had encouraged, and it turned into this prank. I had forgotten about it, and didn't know the idea had been realized.
We had a good laugh.