Yesterday when we got home from West Virginia, Daphne put the finishing touches on her leprechaun house. Upstairs, there is a bed and bathroom. Downstairs there is a table and chair, and a couch. There is a ramp for getting upstairs and various rainbow-y decorations.
Most of it was already done, but last night Daphne had to install the plumbing...
...and compose her letter:
She put out a tiny bowl of Lucky Charms and went to bed.
Kev and I stayed up and watched Nebraska, which is brilliant. Please watch it. So great.
Then, we went to bed.
In the morning, there was this:
The leprechaun, apparently pleased with the house, left Daphne several gold coins and a bunch of candy. Lucky kid.
And there were extra Lucky Charms for breakfast.
Obvioulsy there was no school. Snow Day Number 14. Daphne played out in the snow, but I don't think her heart was in it. Snow Days have lost their magic.
This picture was taken 5 minutes ago. "I'm booooored," she whined. Over and over. So, I am going to brave the Great Blizzard and take her to the library.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you, wherever you are.