It all started when my dad called up the stairs for mom to get him a glass of water. He does this a lot when he forgets and is to tired to come back upstairs himself. Mom has done this many times, and so she figured she's play a little joke on him.
"Lot's of ice, please dear," dad told her, and mom got a brilliant idea. She looked through the cupboards for the largest glass she could find, then spotted the empty very large mason jar we use for a cookie jar. And when I say large, I mean huge. It's larger than a football standing on end. (Most apt description I can think of)
So mom rinsed the cookie jar out, while I tried to contain the giggles that were coming up. Dad, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, noticed my giggling and became suspicious so while mom was getting the ice out of the freezer he came up the stairs. A little counter-productive, but that's dad for you.
Mom hid the cookie jar and had me grab a normal sized glass, claiming to dad that she had needed to get the ice out of the ice trays. He headed back down the stairs and mom dumped ALL of the ice into the mason jar then began filling it up with water.
I was laughing to hard I had to gasp for breath whenever I could at this point. The joke struck me as extremely funny, and I couldn't wait to see dad's face.
While mom and I brought this giant water glass down to dad I tried to calm down. I didn't want to spoil the surprise just yet. Of course, every few seconds I burst out laughing again and had to calm myself down again.
Of course, dad's reaction wasn't as funny as the anticipation had been. He pretended to be asleep when we got down there, like always, and mom had to bump him to get him to open his eyes. Then he caught sight of the mason jar full of water and ice, and he gave a small smile.
Boo.
But even after the fact I was still filled with side-splitting laughter. It was a blast.
