Last Saturday I was at my parents house with all of my kids. Grandma Mary made us a traditional Irish meal of Corned Beef and cabbage and boiled potatoes. We were kind of scared, but it turned out okay. Most of us ate most of it. She also told us a little about our ancestors that came from Ireland. My mom's mother's family is from Ireland. My mom has been doing lots of research about them and has found some great stuff. It was a nice way to celebrate our heritage.
Yesterday we celebrated our Irish heritage by eating green pancakes and green eggs and washing it all down with green milk. The kids set leprechaun traps and we waited. In the afternoon, while we were minding our own business playing outside, a pesky leprechaun came and destroyed our living room. The traps were empty, but he did leave chocolate, so we forgave him for the mess. He left a note mocking us for not being able to catch him. Maybe next year.

Last year the leprechauns didn't come to our house. I had no idea how much my kids enjoyed it until they didn't show up and the tear started. I later went to a parent teacher conference, where Abby's teacher showed me a paper she had done about her favorite holiday, ST. PATRICK'S DAY! She had written this paper in November. So she had been waiting all that time for the leprechauns and they didn't come. This year we made sure to make it extra special. It was a great day, except for that one little thing.
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When I read about this,I wonder how I missed thinking of doing anything. Great job mom!!!
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