My younger daughter woke up this morning silent.

She wrote this on a piece of paper.

teenage daughter’s mission impossible

I said Cool, Is that something you are doing to recognize the oppression of women? The right to free speech? 

Her reply scribbled on a piece of paper – throat cancer.

Ok, so I thought that was a little strange. The whole school is getting behind throat cancer, of all things?  I do not want to seem insensitive but that is random. Plus pretty much mission impossible to have several hundred teenage girls mute for a day.

*Shrugs*

Smoooooooch. I kissed her good bye.

Hook, line and sinker.

And after a cup of strong java, I thought She got me. Damn. I gave birth to myself.

Happy April Fools. I must say I love this day more from the other side of trickery.