They're not Irish. But kissing is always a good idea, no?
Oh, we had a great green day! There was fun at preschool. There were four leaf clovers at lunch (one of which Lucy bequeathed to her good friend Jay Brown)...
There was a pretty cute little leprechaun.
Mischievous as usual.
There was sunshine. (BLESSED SUNSHINE!)

There was holiday window art. (Do your children have a pack of
window crayons? Mine didn't until Valentines day -
thank you Mark and Maria! And I'll be honest: we never truly lived without them. They are WONDERFULLY FUN.)
Daddy arrived just in time to see the artists in action.
(Would these pictures be cuter if I occasionally slid into the window well to wash the outside of the glass panes? Yes. Do I plan on doing that anytime soon? No.)(You'll note that part of Lucy's art was patterned after her lunchtime clover. Smile.)
Then, after dinner (well, after an RA interview, and a visit from a good friend, and a mopping of the kitchen floor with an
emerald green rag - gotta keep these things fun, I say - and
then after dinner, and more playing, and a quick trip to the grocery store)...

...Lucy and I sent Daddy to class and put Spencer in front of a PBS special (featuring old fashioned Irish music & performing; I tell you: step dance might very well be in this child's future!), and tried our luck with a festive St. Patrick's day treat.
I wasn't sure these little leprechaun hats would turn out like the picture I had in my mind (especially because we had to create them in between RA one-on-ones), but they actually came close!
(Mini marshmallows dipped in melted chocolate, attached to a "Right Bite" sized Grasshopper cookie, and buckled up with a little yellow icing. I'm sure you could produce more masterful variations on this theme!)So, after Spencer was in bed and the parade of
RAs was finished, Lucy and I had a little girl party complete with a "Lucky Sundae" to share.

(Lucy was thrilled with the plastic green,
cost-three-pennies-at-DI goblets that she discovered when I asked her to unload the dishwasher. And she happily colored and cut up a little shamrock complete our treat.)
After our tiny party, I laid by Lucy in her bed. I listened to (and laughed internally at ) her random, drowsy comments. I watched her eyes blink and blink and finally close. And
I felt luckier than a leprechaun with a pot of gold. Children are such
treasures! (I feel like I need to follow up with a
rhyme there: "
to snuggle and love and hold" or something. But isn't that just over the top?! =)
Hope you and yours had a mighty fine holiday too!