I don’t do much for St. Patrick’s Day as a rule. If I can find a green outfit for the kids (which is harder than you’d think), I’ll toss it on them. But that’s about it. Corned beef and cabbage is not one of my favorites, and I’m not a beer drinker ever. Making it green makes it not even a little bit more appealing.
But oddly enough, my kids and my husband were completely into it this year. Marc went out and bought the ingredients for a boiled dinner, with cabbage and corned beef, potatoes and carrots. We even threw in the old parsnips we’d had hanging in the veggie drawer. Invited both Lilli and Sarah and the in-laws over, made a big salad and chocolate cupcakes with green food coloring frosting.
And Miss Jessie – my poor girl who spent all afternoon on Friday and all day on Saturday in her bed, nursing her bruised little head, made leprechaun traps with Sam. Jessie had had no use for Sam for years now, he’s been banned from ever going into her bedroom, and at best, she’s apathetic towards him. At worst, she’s openly derisive and hostile. But yesterday – she was so sweet and angelic towards him. She taught him how to build the traps (which she had to have seen on television somewhere, I’ve never built them) by propping up a bowl and baiting them with something shiny.
Then she came out, instructed Marc on going in after everyone was asleep and leaving some coins on the floor for them. He promptly forgot about it. This morning, she woke her little injured self up, and came out to reprimand her father for forgetting. Then got some coins and reeses peanut butter cups (the little ones that looked like pots of gold) and put them under the kids’ pillows for them to see when they first woke up.
First – how awesome is my ten year old for thinking of all of that and executing it? And second – is it possible that the bonk on the head really did change her personality? She hasn’t been that nice to her brother in a long time, he was so happy when I put him to bed last night. It was delightful.