I asked my boy last year, who had just turned 5, if he knew of April Fools. If they taught him about it in school. No, he said. We were fast approaching the infamous date. We were driving home from a day at Warren Wilson College for me and a day of kindergarten for Avery.
I explained the concept to him, the whole idea of playing tricks and pranks of one another. A few minutes passed in silence. Avery started hitting something with his foot and I asked him to stop doing it. I asked again, warning him. I could hear him, behind his hand, whisper "No, I won't." I was stunned. "What did you say?" I asked, looking back in the mirror. Avery smiled. "April Fool's," he said, grinning.
I laughed out loud. It had only taken my boy two minutes to trick his old man.