That being said, my kids enjoyed a festive breakfast this St Patrick's Day morn.
Because it was a school day for Jack, we had two celebrations this a.m. Jack woke to find shamrocks through the hall, down the stairs, and straight into the kitchen. He was convinced a leprechaun had spread the trail, "even though we are not Irish!". I could not begin to argue with his deductions.
He was even more thrilled when he found his plate filled with a rainbow cantaloupe, fruit for the pot of gold, two shamrock pancakes, and green milk. {Just how I like my kids to start the day-with a shot of food coloring.} Add a dash of Lucky Charms {which only happens once a year}, and well, my boy was feeling pretty lucky.
After I combed his bed head, I sent him off to school with an equally festive lunch....green apples, green grapes, a shamrock sandwich, green jello, pistachios, and a green yogurt. And I must note the lunchbox came back empty....yes, he eats that much.
Jack's day only continued to get better. He had a leprechaun hunt at school and each student even built a leprechaun trap. I was happy to hear the leprechaun had escaped and didn't come home with him. I don't think I could handle anymore shenanigans around here.
Nearly two hours later, the girls woke for round two. Maggie followed the shamrock trail down to the kitchen with Lucy quick on her heels. Maggie was in awe of the "beautiful rainbow table".
It was only when she saw her breakfast that all her luck ran out. You see she wanted 'white milk, not green', 'cut up canteloupe, not a rainbow one', 'a round pancake, not a shamrock one' and 'cheerios, not that cereal she'd never seen'. I promise...I'm not even kidding. She wasn't ugly about it, but her face said it all..."this doesn't look like my normal breakfast". When I prompted her a bit, she got rolling with all that was wrong.
Believe it or not, it was actually cute and so Maggie. We worked through it with a little explanation and all was well.
She even gave the green milk a try.
Meanwhile, Lucy didn't miss a beat. She dove right into her leprechaun day breakfast and was over the rainbow with satisfaction. Before long she was asking for "moh" of that sugary stuff that Maggie had turned her nose up at. I do adore my easy eater.
Happy St Patrick's Day from me and my three little leprechauns!






















