My Daughters the Nudges
Okay, my daughters are such brats. They’ve taken pranks to an art form among each other, which is one thing, but now they’ve got a new target.
Their Aunt KK.
You know we’ve been living with one of my sisters, right? Well, several months ago, she told us about this dream she’d had. She dreamed she woke up one day and rolled over and there was Geoffrey the Giraffe from the Toys R Us commercials, sitting up in bed next to her, wearing a pair of basketball shorts and smoking a cigarette, looking, umh, satisfied.
Yes. Very weird dream.
The funny thing was, my oldest daughter has this HUGE stuffed giraffe. An old high school boyfriend gave it to her, one of those carnival prize things. It was in storage, and my sister had never seen it. Well, the girls harassed us until my hubby took them down there so they could get it…for the sole purpose of tormenting their Aunt KK.
She has found it in her bed (duh!)
She has found it in the bathtub when she goes in to take a shower in the morning.
She occasionally walks out her bedroom door in the middle of the night and finds it standing sentry, nose to nose with her.
It’s been hanging from ceiling fans. It’s been wrapped and presented as a Christmas gift. And today, Mother’s Day, poor Geoffrey was stuffed into a new cooler that we were wrapping as a gift. Of course, he wouldn’t fit, so my daughters decided to CUT OFF ITS HEAD and put it in there and wrap it up.
Vicious little beasts.
I actually thought it would be pretty hilarious, but then I had all these Godfather images of this bodyless, tattered giraffe head turning up in any number of new places (like, the oven, which could get turned on before he was discovvered!) so I didn’t let them.
My sister was very appreciative.
Hmm…wonder if I should warn her who’s sitting in her freshly painted pool bathroom, just waiting for her to go in and see if the paint’s dry.
Nah. I’m not that nice a sister.
As you can tell…
PS: Love ya KK!
I was up till midnight writing. My eyes are crossing I’m so tired. Why am I up? To make sure my daughter is up and off for school. You’d think nothing would make me laugh. This did. Love your girls, Les. Love your girls!
Comment by Carly — May 14, 2007 @ 6:02 am
Your kids crack me up, Les!
Surprisingly, growing up with three brothers, I’ve never been one for practical jokes. We didn’t really play them on each other. Maybe because we were all four years apart? Except the younger two…they were 13 months apart and played jokes on each other all the time. We still hear about the time T put hot pepper brine in J’s water at Steak n’ Shake. Blech.
Comment by Julie Leto — May 14, 2007 @ 6:56 am
My father was the prankster, and I miss his silly things.
Thanks for starting my morning out with a laugh and a great visual of her waking up in the morning. Go Geoffrey!!!
Comment by ev — May 14, 2007 @ 7:36 am
Your girls would do great in my house. My husband is such a prankster - not stop 24/7. Sometimes it gets a little old, but at those times I just remind myself that’s how I met him. I answered phones at the advertising agency where his sister worked. He would call and play pranks on me (or whoever else answered). When he called to ask me out I had never actually met him face to face, but had been pranked for 2 months by him!
The more I talk about how we met and our first date (my worst date ever) I can’t help but wonder: “Just what was I thinking?!” Guess it was fate.
You wouldn’t believe some of the things he does to his co-workers. Remember this is the funeral director. He judges how good the prank was by how weak they got in the knees.
Have a great Monday everyone. I’m mowing today so I guess I’ll be plotting. They seem to go hand in hand.
Comment by Jodie — May 14, 2007 @ 7:52 am
I love it. What great memories your girls are making with their family.
Great Monday morning blog, starting the day with a smile and a laugh is always a great thing.
Comment by Vicki — May 14, 2007 @ 8:13 am
Gotta admit this cracked me up. If your girls are brats, well, they’re fun brats.
Comment by Stacy ~ — May 14, 2007 @ 8:46 am
OMG!!! I so like your girls. I am a prankster too.
I think my favorite was putting a Stay free maxipad (one of the really thin ones) in his book as a bookmark. 
When my brother first came back to live with my mom I used to do stuff to him all the time, he would try to get me back but I always got him better.
Comment by BadBarb — May 14, 2007 @ 8:53 am
LOL, Leslie….hopefully your sister saw it as funny…..hopefully, she’ll get them back!
Comment by katie — May 14, 2007 @ 9:36 am
Comment by Kelly F. — May 14, 2007 @ 10:23 am
Comment by Janelle — May 14, 2007 @ 10:52 am
I love that your daughters are pranksters. I would get a huge laugh if my nieces did that to me…after I pulled a prank back on them.LOL
Comment by Liza — May 14, 2007 @ 11:04 am
I love to pull pranks too.
Your girls sound like they have a wonderful sense of humor!
Comment by Susan — May 14, 2007 @ 11:20 am
You know, you’d think they’d know better than to mess with *this* aunt. She got me good MANY times growing up.
Then again, paybacks and all…lol!
Comment by Leslie — May 14, 2007 @ 11:35 am
Kelly–I’d love to know why I dream some dreams. I have some recurring ones, then just some really weird ones. Like last night when I kept dreaming I had a hamster on my shoulder and it kept getting away and I kept chasing it.
Weird.
Comment by Leslie — May 14, 2007 @ 11:36 am
Comment by kim h — May 14, 2007 @ 12:26 pm
I have to admit I think the whole thing with the giraffe is pretty funny.
Comment by Shari C — May 14, 2007 @ 12:31 pm
I love practical jokes! One of my best jokes was painting my uncle’s nails a pretty pale shade of pink while he was taking a nap on the sofa. But the best part about it was he didn’t even notice till that night when he was on a date. Guess who noticed first?
Comment by Carol R — May 14, 2007 @ 12:34 pm
Please thank your girls for me
Comment by Tina Martinesi — May 14, 2007 @ 1:31 pm
Leslie,
Your daughters sound like so much fun. Thanks for the chuckle.
Carly,
Gee it sounds like you were on a creative roll.
I just hate it when I stay up so long I can’t get to sleep.
It seems silly but it always seems to happen.
I just finished the first of Cindy Gerard’s bodyguard books
( To the Edge) and I’m starting the second
(To the Limit)
I have to work 12 hour days
this week so not sure how much reading time I’ll get in.
Next week is vacation.
Have a lovely week Spring has finally sprung here.
Comment by jeannie — May 14, 2007 @ 1:44 pm
My ex-husband loved practical jokes! Sometimes he didn’t know when to quit & that wasn’t funny. He loved disguising gifts so you had no idea what was inside. It made unwrapping them a lot of fun.
Everyone have a great day.
Comment by Donna M — May 14, 2007 @ 2:22 pm
Carol–I had a heroine paint a guy’s toenails once while he was passed out sick in one of my novellas. He was, umh, less than pleased.
Comment by Leslie — May 14, 2007 @ 2:56 pm
Your girls sound great. Does Aunt KK get them back?
Comment by Stacy S — May 14, 2007 @ 3:03 pm
Too funny! My kids are still at the age of hiding and trying to scare you,I’m not sure how far their pranking will go as they get older,but I’ve got three girls so you never know.
Comment by danette — May 14, 2007 @ 3:43 pm
Donna M - My hubby still laughs about the year he gave me a cell phone for my birthday. This was yeeaaarrss ago when they were just starting to get small and portable. We were at dinner and there was a gift wrapped box on the table.
Half way through dinner the box started ringing. Freaked me out! And it wouldn’t stop. It just kept ringing and I was shoving the box at him telling him to shut it off. I finally go enough sense about me to rip the paper off and open it and then I had to figure out how to work the damn thing!!! He definitely got his moneys worth out of that gift.
Comment by Jodie — May 14, 2007 @ 5:28 pm
ROFLMAO
Leslie, I really needed this today. So glad I finally got 5 minutes to actually read your blog. I’ve only tried to read it 20 times today. Literally.
Have a great night.
Comment by Debbie — May 14, 2007 @ 5:35 pm
Too funny! My brother-in-law is the prankster in our family. We were a year apart in High School and my favorite one was with him. Maybe one day I’ll tell you all about the “emergency” and the cat we’d been dissecting all semester…
Well, we were teenagers. 8)
Comment by Lynn Matherly — May 14, 2007 @ 8:11 pm
Leslie,
I have a Dream book at home.
I’ll look up the hampster on the shoulder and get back to you tomorrow.
Comment by jeannie — May 14, 2007 @ 8:27 pm
Thanks Jeannie!
Comment by Leslie — May 15, 2007 @ 1:19 pm