April Fool's Day

My dearest Punky,

I am so sorry that "some individual" thought it would be funny to play pranks on you today.

I'm sure that waking up with a handle-bar mustache painted on your face was frightening.  The fact that your face was painted while you slept and you didn't even flinch was even more frightening to me, though.

It was strange that the milk for your morning cereal was blue.  That cow should see a vet.

I understand your frustration at not being able to put your shoes on because the toes had been stuffed with toilet paper.  If it's any consolation, it's 11pm and we just ran outta toilet paper...and I'm pissed.

I also see how finding a love note from me was "icky" when found in the toilet.  Franky, I'm surprised that you even saw it, as it usually appears you are staring at the ceiling while peeing (instead of aiming).

I do not know why your lunch was halloween-themed in April.

I will have a repairman come look at the kitchen sink.  I am sorry that when you turned on the faucet, the sprayer came on instead (I'm even more sorry about the amount of water that was sprayed all over my kicthen).  The trigger must be stuck.

But most of all, I'm sorry our fun is over - until next year!

All my love,
Momma