my mom!!

I sprang from bed and bumped my head and stubbed my little toe,then jammed my fingers turning down the blaring radio. I rubbed my bumps and bruises as the weather lady said, "Today's the first of April, look for showers overhead."I trudged downstairs to breakfast, where my bad luck tagged along.There taped up to the microwave…another note from Mom:
Good morning! Exclamation point—she always starts out nice.Now comes the part where I get fed her motherly advice.For breakfast, dear, just help yourself. There's pizza in the fridge. And as for soda, choose the Sprite—the Coke has lost its fizz."Is this a dream?" I said out loud. "There must be some mistake.I'd better read that through again. I'm only half awake."
I scanned the lines, not once, but twice. Yes, pizza's what it said!And I could swallow that advice, so I read on ahead:Please wear your faded jeans to school, those low-cut ones that flare.And use my mousse to do that sticky-up thing with your hair."Is she for real?" I asked myself. What's gotten into Mom?Whatever it was, I liked it lots, so I continued on:About your science quiz today—the one on natural gas—Just tell your teacher that's one subject you don't want to pass!I know I didn't read that right. I couldn't have, no way!But there it was in black and white, as plain as night and day.And then it hit me, why the change: Mom hadn't lost a screw;My worry-free philosophy had finally gotten through.Her rules had changed from lame to lax—my mom was cool at last!These last few months of middle school were gonna be a blast!I quickly read the last few lines: Enjoy your day at school! (And don't believe what you've just read…or you're an April Fool!)