A good one

This morning as Jorge straightened up the kitchen counter, he came across Gracie's weekly report from her teacher, haphazardly tossed on top of the usual pile of papers awaiting our signatures. It was horrible. Instead of the usual check plus marks we're accustomed to seeing, there were check minuses all down the paper and a comment detailing what a difficult week Gracie had. Even a frowny face.

"Did you see this?" he asked me, rather alarmed.

"No. I didn't. GRACIE! Come here, please!" I had just finished reading a chapter in Protecting the Gift that listed signs of serious trouble, including sudden changes in school performance...

"Yes Mom?"

"What's up with this?" I asked, trying to remain cool and calm but fearing the worst, as I handed her the report.

She handed us a duplicate report, with the marks and comments we expected to see, a big happy face, and "APRIL FOOLS! From Gracie and Mrs. B." scrawled on the bottom.

They got us good.