April Fools

Little brother John got married yesterday in the Bountiful Temple. He was always such a Don Juan that Mom always thought he’d be the first (but third is good, too). It was fun and the reception was really pretty. Mom did all the food and it was amazing. She made teriyaki meatballs, sausage in dilled hollandaise, crab in cabbage leaves, little cheesecakes, chicken “pillows,” raspberry asparagus, iced grape kabobs in sorbet, and tortilla sandwich wraps. She also had a fifty pound block of cheese with tons of fruit. We all helped to pull it together (I took pictures) and it was a success!



John is very sentimental (like he keeps funny stuffed animals and things from who knows how long ago). Anyway, it was important to him that his first night with his new wife they sleep in “their” bed in “their” own place. But “their” bed is really his bed and “their” place is really his parent’s place because they’re staying in the basement for a couple months before they move to Belgium for a while John does some massage training. But John insisted on staying there for their “honeymoon” night and so my parents booked a hotel to get out of the way. When Whit heard this, he couldn’t believe it and was convinced that this was the perfect chance for some April Fool’s fun. He got a hold of 3,000 square feet of industrial saran wrap and he, Blake (Kat’s hubby), Tom (brother), Cael (nephew), Patrick (friend), and Jeff (friend) went to “their” place and seriously saran wrapped their bed – both ways and around the edge.

They put some rose petals on it so it didn’t look like such a heartless prank. But after it was completed, Tom said they probably should have first wrapped up the sheets and then the outside comforter. So they threw an extra blanket on top and wrapped it up again.

They then signed their names all over it…including the names of those of us who had no involvement whatsoever (Kat and me…and the dog).

Of course, why would five guys stop with the bed? Jeff brought some rootbeer bottles and a bucket of ice and they wrapped it up. Then they wrapped up miscellaneous items on the night stand and around the room. Then they scoured the ENTIRE house and hid every sharp object they found. They had one pair of scissors and wrapped it up tight and left it on the bed (they now regret not wrapping it INTO the bed).

Whit has not stopped laughing about it.