WHO IS REALLY THE FOOL HERE?

I have been played a "fool", been a "fool" been "fooled" and "fooled" around! (with Bob of course)! but...found out lot's of interesting information about this day in history.


DID YOU KNOW: Aphrilophobia is the fear of April Fool's Day. Many of the phobias associated with this day are termed social phobias because they pertain to being embarrassed in public or worse.

Katagelophobia - Fear of Ridicule or Embarrassment
Neophobia - Fear of something new
Scopophobia - Fear of being stared at
Ereuthophobia - Fear of blushing
Mythophobia - Fear of making a false statement
Traumatophobia - Fear of being emotionally wounded or injured


and because I am a little Dutch girl (born in Rotterdam Holland) I thought this was also very interesting:

Here's a funny story why the Dutch celebrate April Fool's. Spain's King Philip II ruled the Netherlands back in 1572. Rebels opposed to his rule were called "Geuzen" after the a French word (Guex) that meant beggars. Den Briel (a small town on the coast) was seized by the Geuzens on April 1, 1572, beginning a civilian uprising against Spanish rule that spread throughout the Netherlands. Commander of the Spanish army was the Duke of Alba, and was powerless to stop the Geuzens. The Dutch word for glasses is "bril." And, apparently during this uprising, the Duke of Alba lost his glasses. Because the Dutch enjoy this silly mishap, they use it to commemorate April Fool's day.

hmm pretty deep huh! I looked up "April Fools" and found all kind of interesting things...I then read an e-pals post (Marcy) about her fool's jokes and found it all to be fun and made me giggle. A co-worker and I thought it would be a great laugh for all call in sick or something today....but who would be the fool in that case?
The boss would probably have called in too or better yet given us a pink slip...but HA he is being fooled at this very moment with his own pink slip! Yep I printed off an official looking parking ticket and filled it out with all sorts of FOOL-a-rottery and placed it on his windshield after he came back from lunch today. I am the one who will probably be a "fool" for doing so....but it brought some laughter to the office, which is soooo important on a Wednesday, don't you think?

THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK

Definetely 2 is better than 1. I know in my case that is true. Being "one" can be lonley. "One" slice of bread just never satisfies me...."One" cookie is never enough, "One" potatoe chip is unheard of (because you CAN"T eat just one!) "One" Saturday a month would never do, there is too much to do in just "one".... being "One" child in a family would be spoiled...(that's why I have 3) "One" moment in time can make a huge difference in "One" persons life, so personally to me "2" is better than "1". (in my case) I love my other "One", he is a huge part of who this "one" is, he completes me as a person. So together we make a great "2", or couple, or pair.....Just some food for thought, although it really isn't food that you can eat...but something to chew on for thought. Hmmm. These are my small own thoughts. Here is a thought from another important person:

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Peter Ustinov - Biographyhttp://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001811/bio

INNOCENCE OF A CHILD

Camille and her sister KC were having a conversation, during the conversation KC said something to the effect (and I may not get this all perfectly right) but she said something like, "dangit", well the very "smart perceptvie" 6 year old child that Ryan is (being in the same room) said "we don't say that word KC" so the conversation continued, (you have to understand, Camille and Mike are trying to teach the children words that are appropriate to say and ways to express themselves without being....well you know.... wrong) so as the story goes words were going back and forth and KC saying words and Ryan put the kabosh on everything she said. KC: Can we say... "shoot" Ryan: "nope" KC: ______ Ryan: nope KC: _______ Ryan: nope.....
KC: well then, what can we say....and after careful considersation

Ryan: "what the hell". (very matter-of-fact)


Well you can imagine the surprise and laughter that followed from Camille and KC!

Pure innocence of a child 6 years old.

LUCKY ME (sigh) BLESSED!

The grandkids were up for the weekend. Need I say more! Ryan and Kyler were both born on St. Patricks day and I decided to have a little cake and ice cream for them and give them a BD present.


The weather was so beautiful, the kids played at the park (hard) and played at home...it was a busy weekend, the little ones keep me on my toes all right! I even got to sleep with them! Let me tell you a Queen Size bed is NOT big enough for an Oma, a snuggle bug (Owen) and a torando (Lauren aka Lalee)! But I managed and was a sucker the 2nd night too!


Lauren dresses like a princess every day...she loves her tutu's. She even had to wear a tutu over her pj's to sleep in. Here are a few pics of what keeps me going and makes me smile!



there is nothing in the world better than this!

Even feeding ducks is an adventure and something the kids look forward to every time they come.

The ducks love it too! Lauren usually feeds herself...

Because Papa doesn't have the pool opened (still a little too cold) the sprinklers seemed to make them happy....they did the sprinkler chase....started in the back yard for 5 minutes,

then the side yard for 5 minutes,

then the front yard.
They thought that was pretty cool. (and it was cool!) just strip them down and let them RUN like the wind!

Lauren always looks so dang cute....Camille creates the cutest hairdos!



so after all is said and done and the visit has come to an end, the packing up and loading of the van, kids in car, and Bob and I were sitting on the couch, side by side, there was a stillness in the room. No running, no jumping, no climbing on our laps, asking for a baba, no spontaneous hugs and kisses from Owen telling me how much he misses me and loves me, we both burst out in laughter and Bob shakes his head, they are never really gone......at sometime during their stay....a sock was pulled from a foot, heaved into the air...and landed........only to be noticed when we were smiling back on the visit.......