Kiss me, I'm Irish!

I have NO idea why for the past few years, I have enjoys surprising the kids so much with a little Leprechaun fun on St. Patricks Day... But I Do!

It started with Tate's homework... I had no idea that his homework the week before St Patricks Day would not be the usual math, spelling, etc- but instead, to build a Leprechaun Trap! At first, I must admit, I was a little put out... He can do his homework himself. A leprechaun trap would take my involvement. But, I am a stay at home mom, with resources- hello Pinterest.com! There are lots and lots of moms way more creative/involved than me, but I was pretty proud of what we came up with- 

As you can tell by the art work, I did NOT do this for Tate. It was fun to do together. But- come science fair project years, well that is all daddy!

The morning of St Patricks Day, the kids came downstairs to this- 

 Special Leprechaun Lucky charms, in overflowing bowls. Why, oh why does the Leprechaun love to make messes for me to clean up? Every year!

The Leprechaun also left them mustaches-

awesome Auntie Kristen had given Tate this St Pat's Star Wars shirt to wear to school-

 It reads- "Irish you were here!"

Macy decided to wear this to school-

 Not the type for dresses, I was shocked. So were a lllllll the parents and teachers at preschool! It looks a little Irish, right? She was SO proud of herself and told me that all the girls in her class would be whispering about how pretty she looked... I hope that was the case!

The silly leprechaun taped down the toilet paper rolls with these stickers-

 (Thx for sending the stickers, Grandmommy!)

And he made our gallon of milk green-

The kids were shocked (Macy actually a little frightened...) to see this self portrait of the Leprechaun on the mirror in their bathroom-

About 4pm, I taught the kids how to make green beer-

They were so excited to make daddy his own green beer, but not before posing for a "mustache march" photo with him-

While I made Guinness Beef Stew for dinner, Brian rocked these little shamrock quesadillas-

I also made "St Patrick Pie" for dessert. Or at least that is what I called it. It was really Avocado pie-

While Macy and I tolerated it- thx to the lemon taste and graham cracker crust- Tate thought it was kiwi pie and Brian barely could stomach 1 bite, and said it tasted like spinach pie! Never again I promised.

Last year, I found this sign which I love. It is not the traditional Irish blessing... It hangs in our guest room- 

When Brian got home from work, he promptly went up and changed into this shirt-

I'd forgotten about that shirt! I think it is from 2004, when we lived in Pinehurst, NC. Brian was deployed and Scott must have been too. Kristen, her mom and I went to one of our favorite places in town- Dugan's for St Patricks Day. We must have had the fish & chips, which were the best and a weekly special! Lynn bought shirts for the guys, since they couldn't be with us...