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.|