Well, he came back to bed as if nothing had happened… (I didn’t follow him to the kitchen, but i heard him pour, and drink. I didn’t hear any exclamations…)
So in the morning, I switched the cartons back, and we were having breakfast. I was dying to know if he’d noticed in the night, but I didn’t want to ask straight out.
So I said, “Mm, the milk smells a bit off. What do you think?”
The way he smiled when he took it… I think he knew, but if he did, he wasn’t giving it away…!!
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Another food con we pulled…
My mother loves chocolates, but as my dad is a proponent of health food (he went from vegetarian to raw food), throughout our childhood she kept discouraging us from eating sweets. Bad for your teeth, etc, etc. When we were a little older, I opened the fridge to eat some figs or cranberries—something of that type, that comes in a bag with a resealable zip lock. To my surprise, instead of finding cranberries, I found it filled with chocolates…!
The chocolates were of a brand called Baci chocolates, and they came in a silver wrapping with a concealed message inside, with quotes like, “There is no instinct like that of a heart.” – Byron.
So what my brother and I did, was we unwrapped all the chocolates, and printed out own messages on the computer—same tiny font, with messages like, “Chocolate has been proven to be hazardous to your health.”—Dr S. Chow [my father’s name]; and stuff like that. So that when my mother next opened them, she got quite a surprise!