It was another exciting day in the Bobbitt household. Saint Patrick's day is a big day around here. Another one of those days the kids believe should be a national holiday. I think Elizabeth was the most excited, no surprise there. Before she went to bed last night, she told me she had been waiting for Saint Patrick's Day ALL year. Such a long wait. Of course, this is the same girl who realized 2 days ago that we had neglected to celebrate Ground Hog Day this year. Whatever were we thinking?? How could we ever forget to observe such an important holiday? They were even more excited when they got to talk to Daddy this morning. Definitely the highlight of their day (mine too!), as they hadn't talked to him for 2 weeks. The first words out of Elizabeth's mouth were, "Happy Saint Patrick's Day Daddy." They are still quite indignant that Daddy doesn't get to have any green beer today (I'm sure he is too.) We all got to have a chat with him, even his mom and dad, who hadn't talked to him since he left. He's doing well, still outside the wire (have I mentioned lately that I really hate that, because I do.) Not sure when he will be back in KAF (I hope soon), but he sounds good, and actually managed to get more then a few hours sleep last night.
After we talked to Daddy, Poppa made the kids green pancakes, and we cut shamrocks out of them, they thought they were pretty cool. I thought they looked disgusting. Poppa headed off to Kingston mid morning, and poor Nana was left to entertain the masses. They wore the poor woman out. We made the mistake of giving them green pop at supper as well as a Saint Paddy's cake with lots of green icing, so they were pretty wild for a while. We managed to get them outside to play, until the girls became convinced there was a wolf (some one's dog was barking) in the woods. I tried to convince Katty the walrus would take care of it, but she was having none of that. So after we calmed them down from that, they decided it was time to break out the Irish music, and do some dancing. They finally wore themselves out, none to soon for me or the china being shaken in the cabinet. They are now watching Scooby Doo, and eating popcorn (not green). And poor Nana, who is worn to a nub, is laying on her bed, trying unsuccessfully to stay awake. I would really like a Bailey's right now, but I'm afraid one might not be enough, so instead I am dreaming longingly of all of the places we are going to visit in Ireland this summer. Only 97 more days until our big vacation with Dan!! Not that I'm counting or anything!
"May your troubles be less And your blessings be more. And nothing but happiness Come through your door."~~Irish Blessing
After we talked to Daddy, Poppa made the kids green pancakes, and we cut shamrocks out of them, they thought they were pretty cool. I thought they looked disgusting. Poppa headed off to Kingston mid morning, and poor Nana was left to entertain the masses. They wore the poor woman out. We made the mistake of giving them green pop at supper as well as a Saint Paddy's cake with lots of green icing, so they were pretty wild for a while. We managed to get them outside to play, until the girls became convinced there was a wolf (some one's dog was barking) in the woods. I tried to convince Katty the walrus would take care of it, but she was having none of that. So after we calmed them down from that, they decided it was time to break out the Irish music, and do some dancing. They finally wore themselves out, none to soon for me or the china being shaken in the cabinet. They are now watching Scooby Doo, and eating popcorn (not green). And poor Nana, who is worn to a nub, is laying on her bed, trying unsuccessfully to stay awake. I would really like a Bailey's right now, but I'm afraid one might not be enough, so instead I am dreaming longingly of all of the places we are going to visit in Ireland this summer. Only 97 more days until our big vacation with Dan!! Not that I'm counting or anything!
"May your troubles be less And your blessings be more. And nothing but happiness Come through your door."~~Irish Blessing
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I DON'T feel a bit sorry for Nana; at least she's getting to have fun with the g'kids while Gramma gets to set home and pass time reading your blog and counting the days.
And she's too young to be worn out by that activity!!!!
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