Super Sneaky!

This is my friends house tonight. Me and my partner in crime relived our teenage years and "forked" her. I have never "forked" before. I spent my teenage summer midnights toilet papering and penny tapping. Once being chased away by the mom of the cute boy we were trying to wake. "Does your mom know where you are right now!"
Man! I remembering running down that street so fast! Once tonight, we thought they were coming out the front door and all those memories came flooding back. Ducking behind cars and bushes when a car drives by. And don't forget the "Become the grass" move. Dressing up in all black clothes so we blend into the scenery. I forgot how much fun it was. Our house was on a hill, so that the basement had a backdoor that went right out into the backyard. My bedroom was right next to that backdoor. It was so easy. One summer I was probably sneaking out about twice a week if not more. We'd go toilet paper Bing Drew, or the Moffats house, or we would just hang out. Mostly we snuck out and met up with the boys. Sometimes it was just me and the boys. One night I snuck out and met up with them. I was probably out about an hour or so and came back home. The backdoor was locked. Of course the front door was locked too. I didn't know what to do. There was no way I was going to go knock on the door because then my parents would KNOW I had been gone. I really had no choice so I layed down on our picnic table and tried to sleep the rest of the night. It must have been a friday night because I remember waiting to hear my brother leave for football practice. I heard the car drive off and cautiously walked around to the front of the house. I had to just take a risk and go in the front door and hope no one else was awake. I opened the door without making a sound. I tip-toed in. Someone was in the bathroom because the light was on. I hurried into the kitchen then down the stairs to my room. No one ever said anything. To this day, I don't know what happened. Maybe one of my bros sabotaged my re-entry on purpose. Maybe it was an accident and they were just locking up. Maybe mom and dad knew I was gone and wanted to bust me when I knocked at 3 am. They never mentioned it. I really don't know. It's still a mystery. I forgot about that until now. I remember another time the boys came to my window and all of a sudden I hear my dad making his way downstairs. I got up out of bed and went to the stairs. I can still see my dad running down the stairs in his "G's". The boys got away and I told my dad I was just telling them to leave and I wasn't going to go. (At least not anymore that I had been caught!) Dad ruined our plans THAT night. Are you supposed to toilet paper people you like or the people you don't like. I did both. If I was with the boys it always seemed to be someone we didn't like. If it was with the girls, it was a boys house and usually because we liked them. Do kids still toilet paper? Matt and I got toilet papered once and it was a couple YW in our ward. They did a terrible job and Matt offered them some lessons but they never took him up on his offer. Maybe it's a lost art.

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Anyway, Happy Birthday Rachel!!! We celebrated Princess style. (Thank you Miranda!)You are such a wonderful person and I admire you so much. You are so great with all the kids in the neighborhood. Rachel's is the neighborhood house where all the kids hang out. She's unbelievable! She's always the one with the great ideas for something fun. She's always thinking of others and is so thoughtful. Such a great example. This is my ode to Rachel. I love you!