A few years ago, when Kobe was still in preschool and I was the preschool helper, the Leprechauns came to the classroom on St. Patrick's Day. Nobody saw the Leprechauns, because they come when nobody is looking. They did crazy things to the classroom. They knocked over chairs, turned pictures upside down, messed up the toys, and wrote a misspelled message on the board. The kids were filled with excitement. The Leprechauns were so wild! And they came to our classroom!
Since then the boys are always anxious to see if the Leprechauns will come to our house on St. Patrick's Day. And they do. The boys anxiously run into the house with smiles all over their faces. The Leprechauns turn our pictures upside down, take all the candles off of their holders, knock down all of our chairs, take the cushions off the couch, and switch Kobe and Luke's bedding. Those are all of the things that I notice. But Kobe and Luke inform us that they do a lot more than that:
"Woe! The Leprechauns threw clothes all over mom and dad's bedroom floor!"
"Those crazy Leprechauns put dishes all over the kitchen counter!"
"I think they went into our garage! It's so messy!"
"Ah, Man! The Leprechauns threw hundreds and hundreds of Q-tips all over the bathroom floor!" (Ironically, Jude has the exact same inclination.)
Well, it was St. Patrick's Day again. And all I have to say is....
OH, NO YOU DIDN'T! OH, NO YOU DIDN'T GET UP ALL IN MY CRIB MESSIN THINGS UP!
But they did. Our house is a total disaster. There is laundry all over the floors, the toilets aren't flushed, the kitchen is full of dirty dishes, toys are everywhere, our garage is in total disarray, and junk mail, newspapers, and random papers are scattered everywhere. I just don't know if I can take another St. Patrick's Day. So if any of you happen upon any of these Leprechauns, please let them know that it's on.
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My favorite high school class was "Keyboarding".
My favorite college class was "Basketweaving".
I don't like to return things to the store because I feel like the employees are mad at me.
I set up my high school English teacher and one of my dad's single friends on a blind date. They dated for three years.
I love the rain and overcast skies.
I collect miniature trinkets.
I am horrible at small talk, even though life has given me plenty of opportunities for improvement.
I am obsessed with my children's feet. I often hear them saying, "Mom, please stop staring at my feet."
I like to sit down.
I like to be alone.
I like to pinch people's buns.
Showering is really, really hard for me.
I want my last meal to be chicken lo mein and chocolate milk, with an oreo shake hand-mixed by Jakob for dessert. So he better not die first.
I have white-trash tendencies.
It takes me anywhere from 30-60 minutes to fall asleep at night.
When I was little, my pretend name was always Lisa.
I get a little nauseous whenever I see men or boys with long fingernails.
I bruise easily.
I don't like to talk on the telephone or to drive.
My favorite place to be is my bed.
I will be a Broadway star in heaven.
My favorite color to wear is black.
I get a perm every year to make my hair thicker.
I wax my nose hairs.
I don't like to clean, but I do like to organize.
My favorite part of my job is when my kids sing and/or dance with me.
My least favorite part of my job is anything that has to do with food.
I had both the names "Channing" and "Tatum" on my "Baby Girl Names" list before the movie "Step Up" even came out.
My favorite college class was "Basketweaving".
I don't like to return things to the store because I feel like the employees are mad at me.
I set up my high school English teacher and one of my dad's single friends on a blind date. They dated for three years.
I love the rain and overcast skies.
I collect miniature trinkets.
I am horrible at small talk, even though life has given me plenty of opportunities for improvement.
I am obsessed with my children's feet. I often hear them saying, "Mom, please stop staring at my feet."
I like to sit down.
I like to be alone.
I like to pinch people's buns.
Showering is really, really hard for me.
I want my last meal to be chicken lo mein and chocolate milk, with an oreo shake hand-mixed by Jakob for dessert. So he better not die first.
I have white-trash tendencies.
It takes me anywhere from 30-60 minutes to fall asleep at night.
When I was little, my pretend name was always Lisa.
I get a little nauseous whenever I see men or boys with long fingernails.
I bruise easily.
I don't like to talk on the telephone or to drive.
My favorite place to be is my bed.
I will be a Broadway star in heaven.
My favorite color to wear is black.
I get a perm every year to make my hair thicker.
I wax my nose hairs.
I don't like to clean, but I do like to organize.
My favorite part of my job is when my kids sing and/or dance with me.
My least favorite part of my job is anything that has to do with food.
I had both the names "Channing" and "Tatum" on my "Baby Girl Names" list before the movie "Step Up" even came out.
5 comments:
So, THAT'S what happens to my house! Pesky leprechauns! Time to stop letting them get the best of me and my house.
(By the way, I think that is such a cute tradition you have with your boys! I'll have to try to incorprate it next year - and it won't be too hard to do judging from how my house usually looks!)
wow... I have a few things to say about leprechauns too! I was going to blog about it today. The are pests and Natalie, some advice, DON'T start the tradition (o:.... it went awry at our house this year.
You're such a fun mom! I don't think I could muster up the energy to leprechaun-up my house, and then have to de-leprechaun the house. I bet your boys love it though!
You are SO good about holidays, birthdays, celebrations . . . I've blamed growing up with an asian mom for the reason why I don't get into holidays, but I'm starting to suspect that the real reason is laziness - and a lack of creativity!
Leprechauns come to my house every day! If you find out how to stop them, please let me know.
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