Having kids makes the smallest of holidays super fun. Like St. Patrick's Day. Growing up we always had green breakfast (green eggs, green pancakes, green milk, etc). Well, I didn't do that much but I did remember to quickly change the milk green before Molly woke up. When she did wake up I told her that a leprechaun had snuck into our house while we were sleeping and changed the milk green. She couldn't believe it. It was magic, and the rest of the day felt a little like magic to her too.
She got quite upset when Justin pinched her while she was wearing her purple Tinkerbell pajamas and we quickly made a rule that pajamas don't count. But she wasn't going to take any chances and quickly ran upstairs to change. Green underwear, green skirt, and a green shirt. Also red tights, ballet shoes, and a "colorful-ish" headband.
All morning long I heard, "I can't believe that leopard changed our milk green!" or "Can you believe that leopard changed our milk green? What a silly thing to do!" or "How did that leopard do that?" And finally, "What was that animal called that snuck into our house and changed our milk green?" So I explained that it was called a leprechaun...a little man rather than an animal.
Molly also asked me, "Mom, why do we have to have the word 'Saint' in St. Patrick's Day?" And before I could answer, "Oh I know! 'Saint' is probably just another word for green! Because we have to wear green!" Such a smartie!
We went to the grocery store that morning and Molly pointed out every person who was not wearing green. "They are going to get pinched...but not by me!" She thought she was extra special when the checker told her that she had a perfect St. Patrick's Day name...Molly is an Irish name, after all.
At school we made St. Patrick's Day cookies and green playdough and all her friends had to have a sample of her green milk.
That afternoon, "Mom, do you know what my very favorite color is? Green!" (On any other day, it's purple.)
After school we picked Justin up from work and headed to Park City where we met my parents, shopped around at the outlets, and then went to dinner.
Grandpa didn't even wear green, and Molly thought Grandma's shirt looked more blue than green. Sorry Grandma! But our family was all decked out in our green...
On a side not, going to dinner is something that we are not doing for a very, very long time. It was very chaotic with our two kids. The waiter was very relieved to see us go, I think.
On the way home, "Do you know what my very favorite holiday is? St. Patrick's Day!" I'm wondering if she thinks that dinner with Grandma and Grandpa is what we will do every St. Patrick's Day. Hmmm...
She got quite upset when Justin pinched her while she was wearing her purple Tinkerbell pajamas and we quickly made a rule that pajamas don't count. But she wasn't going to take any chances and quickly ran upstairs to change. Green underwear, green skirt, and a green shirt. Also red tights, ballet shoes, and a "colorful-ish" headband.
All morning long I heard, "I can't believe that leopard changed our milk green!" or "Can you believe that leopard changed our milk green? What a silly thing to do!" or "How did that leopard do that?" And finally, "What was that animal called that snuck into our house and changed our milk green?" So I explained that it was called a leprechaun...a little man rather than an animal.Molly also asked me, "Mom, why do we have to have the word 'Saint' in St. Patrick's Day?" And before I could answer, "Oh I know! 'Saint' is probably just another word for green! Because we have to wear green!" Such a smartie!
We went to the grocery store that morning and Molly pointed out every person who was not wearing green. "They are going to get pinched...but not by me!" She thought she was extra special when the checker told her that she had a perfect St. Patrick's Day name...Molly is an Irish name, after all.
At school we made St. Patrick's Day cookies and green playdough and all her friends had to have a sample of her green milk.
That afternoon, "Mom, do you know what my very favorite color is? Green!" (On any other day, it's purple.)
After school we picked Justin up from work and headed to Park City where we met my parents, shopped around at the outlets, and then went to dinner.
Grandpa didn't even wear green, and Molly thought Grandma's shirt looked more blue than green. Sorry Grandma! But our family was all decked out in our green...
On a side not, going to dinner is something that we are not doing for a very, very long time. It was very chaotic with our two kids. The waiter was very relieved to see us go, I think.On the way home, "Do you know what my very favorite holiday is? St. Patrick's Day!" I'm wondering if she thinks that dinner with Grandma and Grandpa is what we will do every St. Patrick's Day. Hmmm...
5 comments:
Dinner with the Goodrich's on St. Patrick's Day. I think that would be a great tradition! I also need a copy of that picture.
Haha. You are so right though - kids make even the simplest of holidays so much fun again. I love that she thought the leprechaun was a leopard. lol. One time we went to a restaurant with all of Lacie's kids and mine - there is nothing relaxing about that. But Lacie's husband was our waiter so I didn't feel too bad ;)
Wow, that is a great outfit Molly chose! Holidays are so much funner with kids for sure, I even did green stuff for Gavin and he had no idea why. But at least I had fun! I remember posting a similar thought about going out to dinner not so long ago...it's not relaxing for sure. But I hope Justin had a great bday!
By the way, could Stockton look any more like Justin ?
Oh that silly leopard. Leopards are always sneaking around our house too. And I laughed because after Andrew was born we went to dinner once and vowed to never do it again. We tend to forget about once every six months and then we go and remember and make the vow again!!!
That is so cute. My kids thought that was so cool. I'm not that on to of things. (in fact we were in between two houses and I packed all green clothing for Ben so we had to make a mad dash to the rental for school clothes) But holidays are so great. Kids make everything so much more fun.
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