Leprechaun Shenanigans

Happy belated St. Patty’s Day! Piglet’s daycare is so good about sparking the kids’ imaginations. They made a leprechaun trap, and they have this little cutout of a leprechaun that the teachers move around the room, and pretend he moves on his own. I was inspired, so I dug out our stuffed leprechaun that MIL gave to us a few years ago.

We treated it kind of like Elf on a Shelf, except he doesn’t cause trouble. Anyone else seriously annoyed by the idea of a lookout for Santa that makes trouble? I don’t really understand it. But I love the idea of capturing a bit of that magic, and the way Piglet’s little face would light up when he realized his leprechaun moved. We started out having “Happy” (Piglet’s name for his leprechaun) leave chocolate chips in his trail, but quickly I decided that had potential to cause a huge mess. So later in the week, I grabbed a box of Lucky Charms.

We ended the week with Happy leaving Piglet a note and the big box of Lucky Charms. We’d move him all over the house One night he even helped make dinner!

 

At his daycare party, the kids got to check their trap for the leprechaun. They didn’t catch him, but they did get lots of gold coins and rolos!

They also had the kids tell them what they’d do if they caught they had the leprechaun’s gold. Their little answers were so cute. Apparently, Piglet thinks Match and I need new wardrobes, lol!!

He also got an adorable green bowtie to take home. We had a birthday party to go to that night, and he cracked me up because he insisted on wearing his bowtie. Happy St. Patrick’s Day from our little leprechaun!

Weekend Update

Barney: Open your brain tank bro, cuz here comes some premium 91 octane knowledge. There’s three rules of cheating: 1. It’s not cheating if you’re not the one who’s married. 2. It’s not cheating if her name has two adjacent vowels. 3. And it’s not cheating if she’s from a different area code. You’re fine on all three counts.
Ted: How do you know she’s from a different area code?
Barney: She’s 516. She might dress like she’s 718 and act like she’s 212, but trust me she’s 516. Oh, and her husband letting her out alone on St. Patty’s Day? If that dude’s not 973, I’m 307…Wyoming. –How I Met Your Mother

I know I was supposed to post a rewind weekend, but I’m getting ready to clean the house for a party we’re having tonight and I don’t have time to delve into the dramas of my high school years. I’ll try to get to it tomorrow, but if I can’t, next weekend teenage Date Girl, acne products, and late 90s music will return. Today I just wanted to quickly catch you all up on what’s been going on with me this past week. Continue reading Weekend Update