I LOVE St. Patrick’s Day.  It is a day that we loved as kids growing up.  My parents always made a big deal about the day o’ green and that is one day that I chose to keep as part of my tradition repertoire.  However…. this year I TOTALLY spaced it.  I have had a lot on my mind blah blah blah.  It is true, but to forget a holiday!  That is juts not me! 

It wasn’t until the evening before, as Bear was drifting off into dreamland that I was not so subtly reminded that the next day was a family favorite.  He so sweetly looked up at me and said, “Mom, I can’t wait until tomorrow when the Leprechauns come and turn the milk green, and the bread green and our lunches green.  He ever so softly fluttered his eyes to sleep and I hit the panic button!

Everyone was fast asleep (Bear went to bed uncharacteristically late this particular evening) and I was stuck the night before with NO preparations and NO babysitters!!!!  EEEEEEK!  So, I do what any good mother does…. I think up a really good excuse.  Well, I tried.

I did manage to bake the green bread… for Bear and Toad… only.  Thank heavens for bread makers!  I just didn’t have the time or energy to make Nena’s gluten free bread.  I am just lucky that I had a little tiny bit of green food paste left! 

Our Green Bread!!!

The footprints of the Leprechauns!

I know that this looks gross, but it is the magic of St. Patrick’s Day.  She stirred the chicken salad and it magically turned green.  I wonder how long I will be able to pull this off!

She wasn’t as enthusiastic about breakfast.  Apparently green eggs and sausage doesn’t sound as appealing as Lucky Charms.  I need to plan ahead next time.

Lunch!