So a few weeks back I asked Ryan if he wanted the leprechaun to come back to our house. I wasn’t sure if last year’s trauma had faded yet. His first response was that he did NOT want another visit. After a few minutes he said he did want a visit but they he definitely didn’t want him to turn his milk green again. I’m feeling pretty good that that is the only lasting trauma!
About a week and a half ago I gave Harvey his first homeschool assignment with Ryan (not bad considering it’s March.) So last night at about 8:30 (bedtime is 8) they got started. The one I worked on with Ryan last year involved an oats can, playdoh, and construction paper. Let’s just say it got a little more advanced last night with the introduction of fishing line, a trap, a basket, dowels, and weights. Did I mention they started at 8:30? I think that clock might say 9!
Leprechauns are naughty and don’t follow signs!
I think our leprechaun is related to our tooth fairy…probably won’t be getting too many extras tonight anyway!
By the way, our leprechaun is named Weebit Forrekettle. I actually put Ryan’s name in the computer and this is what we got.
Creating havoc as usual.
Two sugar cereals in two months. What is happening to me?
This can only possibly taste delicious if you conditioned your taste buds as a child!
(from Mrs. Shehan’s Kindergarten)
To celebrate the wee bit of Irish in my blood! (Cooked of course by my Chinese husband)
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