I don’t know about you, but we didn’t catch any leprechauns last night — try as we might. If you did, let me know your secret. I’ll even give you a pot of gold for your troubles. (Pink
shoved one up her nose spit one out when she was tasting the Lucky Charms the little buggers left the kids.)
Lesson #1: Clocks aren’t the only thing you should set the Sunday after day light savings. Alarms and navigation systems are musts as well. Otherwise your family may break a record sleeping later than ever (on a school day), and you may drive miles and miles past your destination only to arrive at the office you haven’t worked at for two years.
Lesson #2: You know it’s time to wash the lovey when your baby hands it to you saying,”Tinky. Tinky.”
Lesson #3: Then again, that same baby may just be setting that lovey up to take the fall for her. Post wash, I asked Pink if she had a stinky diaper, and she answered, “No, das Lamby.”
Lesson #4: Stick a Cheerio up your nose once, shame on you. Stick a Cheerio up your nose twice, shame on me.
Lesson #5: While I’m typically not a trend setter, I’m pretty sure the black mascara I mistakenly put on my eyebrows the other day is a look worth repeating. (On Halloween, maybe.)
Lesson #6: Some Biblical stories are best saved for after preschool. You can imagine Little’s concern about heading to class when what he somehow heard me say was, “Jonah got aten by a shark at my school?!”
Lesson #7: The best compliment I’ve gotten in a long time came from Little. When I answered one of his 5,367 questions this week, he quite seriously said, “How do you know everything?”
Lesson #8: Big told me a paleontologist came to his school to teach them how to take care of their skin. I’m guessing that’s because if you don’t, you’ll end up looking like a dinosaur?
Lesson #9: The term “terrible twos” is almost as ridiculous as the term “morning sickness“. Luckily my days are only filled with one of these at the moment.
Lesson #10: When Lesson #9 forces me to watch Big’s double overtime basketball game from behind glass doors, I lose my voice. (And I’m afraid that wasn’t the only loss.)
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! As the old Irish proverb goes, “Don’t get pinched, get drunk.” Or something like that.
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