Tricking Your Mom
Sometimes playing tricks on your mom isn’t the nicest thing to do, now is it?
So a few years ago we were on a family vacation. You know, me and 6 males….
In Estes Park….which I love and adore.
Anyway, in order to up the female count, I invited a good friend of mine’s daughter to join us for a few days. The boys had grown up vacationing with my friends’ family, but my friend and her family had moved to Colorado. I love and adore her kids, and one daughter was free to come up to Estes for a few days. So of course I jumped at inviting her. I ALWAYS enjoy females along on our vacations!
Anyway, back to the story. The Photography One and Good Friend’s Daughter head into town. They show up later. Looking sheepish. Then I notice The Photography One has a bandage on his arm. With a small spot of blood. Not one to over react…much
I’m like “Oh. My. Gosh!!! What happened???” I notice TEARS in his eyes. What is that peeking out of the bandage?? What the heck? Is that a TATTOO poking out of the edge of the bandage?! Then Good Friend’s Daughter turns around and there is a TATTOO on her back. They are both keeping their distance from me…
I’m thinking:
1) Good Friend is going to KILL me. Look what I let her baby do!
2) They did a crappy job on the tattoos
3) I’m so dead.
4) This is a tourist town. Oh. My. Gosh. Germs. Disease! Blood!
5) Good Friend is going to KILL ME DEAD.
I get ready to launch into my “how can you be this irresponsible” speech. Coupled with “your mother is going to kill you.” When, all of a sudden, I realize they are both crying…only….it’s from laughing so hard.
So I look again. Getting a bit closer to The Photography One. Feeling sure of myself I smack The Photography One right on his arm on his bandage. Yep. Just as I suspected. A temporary tattoo. (ketchup on the bandage).
The jerks!! I was not amused. Okay, so I did laugh after the fact. Kind of. After I calmed down with a beverage of choice. Or two. So do your kids ever play pranks on you? Stupid Male Tricks… ![]()








