The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

Hey everybody. We did it - front page!

We just met Mom today for a late lunch, but first we took the kids to the Butterfly House. Then we went to lunch. Upon entering the restaurant, Mom told me she picked up the paper, and there was nothing in it. She was referring to the Saturday Post. I blew it off, and said that the reporter said it probably wouldn't get in until next week. Wouldn't it be crazy if she didn't see it?

And what's even funnier, is she's seen me twice in three days, and I've kept a straight face. Mom has 'danced with the devil' (of sorts) and she didn't even know it.

This is just too much fun...