During our first year of marriage, April 1st rolled around and I didn’t have an inkling that I should be wary of my new husband’s antics. After all, I knew I had married a man with a great sense of humor. But a practical joker?…couldn’t be!
But then there I was, standing in front of the kitchen sink, the sprayer strapped down with a tight rubber band, and a frigid shower of water spraying directly into my face. Great.
This year, as April Fools Day approaches, I have little worry that I will be the target of any hijinks. He doesn’t make his tricks an annual event. However, I do ‘worry’ a bit what he might be cooking up for our 2-year-old. “April Fools!”
A true double entendre?
I also look out the window. The first day of Spring has come and gone, and this morning we awoke to 2 inches of fresh white snow. More is in the forecast for this weekend. A white Easter on the 1st of April is not exactly what I ordered.
Instead, thoughts should be focused on green grass, new growth, and our risen Savior. New growth, new beginnings, and new life. But the fast approaching of April fools me again this year! Just like last year. Spring is nowhere to be seen, and even though the calendar page will be turning this weekend, the weather outside feels more like December. I’ve had enough!