I stinkin' love the Harry Potter series.
That might seem strange since I'm the ripe old age of 34 but I've got my reasons.
Well, one mainly...
See, when people ask me why I like the Harry Potter books...
In the interest of honesty no one has ever asked me why I liked the Harry Potter books but I live in hope.
...so much I always tell them it's because of one word:
Mischief.
I love how the books are just so full of mischief.
I love mischief.
I love how the word sounds.
It kind of has a sneeze at the end.
What could be better than a word with a sneeze at the end?
Go on.
Say the word.
Mischief.
See? A sneeze.
I should probably clarify that I like to read about mischief more than I like to see my kids participate in it.
So...there ya go.
I guess mischief is in the eye of the beholder though.
I mean things that look like mischief to some people may not look like it to others.
Going through iPhoto I found some pictures that are high on my mischief scale.
Let's look at them shall we?
A galvanized tub full of water balloons.
Yeah, that's probably not going to end well.
Mischief.
Wayward sheep
Mischief.
Seriously!
What are those sheep doing jumping over that fence?
They've got plans...
Larceny? Grand Theft Auto?
Maybe.
Next:
This picture that proves that apparently my husband is never going to die.
Ever.
Mischief.
Next:
This picture my Mom took of a menu if France.
Look at the item labeled:
Piece Du Boucher
According to the menu it translates as part of the Butcher.
Um...no thanks.
I know things in France are different but this raises the mischief bar to downright creepy!
I'll take anything that doesn't included part of the butcher.
And lastly my Dad's wallet:
Torn apart and broken.
I can count at least $7 in that wallet.
Why doesn't he head to the local five and dime and buy a new wallet?
What other mischief does he have planned that prevents him from buying a new one?
It's a mystery.
A mischief mystery.
So?
What about it readers?
What says mischief to you?
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Children suppressing a giggle under the suspicious gaze of their parents.
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