The Leprechaun

When Ben was in kindergarten, he came home from school talking about the leprechaun and all of his crazy antics. We weren't sure what exactly he meant until after St. Patrick's Day when we found out about all the mischief the leprechaun caused at the school and at friend's houses. Mike and I had never known about the leprechaun before. The following year, we once again didn't realize that the leprechaun had quite a presence in our neighborhood... until after St. Patrick's Day when we once again learned of all the mischief he caused.

So, last year, the leprechaun visited our house on the eve of St. Patrick's Day. He did little things (turned the sofa around and moved the coffee table). But, unbeknownst to Mike and I, he even left snow tracks! There were tracks leading from our neighbors' house to our back door and then on to the next neighbor's house (a rabbit??) The kids were convinced. The leprechaun MUST have hit our house.

This year, the leprechaun hit again. Amazingly, he did everything while I was typing on the computer that evening. He flipped the coffee table upside down, moved the dining chairs into various parts of the main level, put beanbag chairs at the dining room table, swapped out several pieces of artwork, rearranged all of the kids' quilts (Ben had Tommy's, Tommy had Reagan's, Reagan had Ben's), and switched out the kids' rugs. Oh, and later in the day we saw that he even replaced my candles on their sconces with Campbell's soup cans and put Tommy's firetruck in the fridge. That naughty leprechaun.

We celebrated St. Patrick's Day with some green angel food cake that night. It took a long time convincing Ben that it was indeed his favorite cake. They thought it must be mint.