Adhering to our firm belief in celebrating big, we sucked the marrow out of St. Patrick's Day this weekend! The kids woke us up before the birds were even singing, jumping up and down shouting, "The leprechauns came!"
Brad only glared at me a little before he started marveling at the mess those ornery little leprechauns left:
Here is the stem,
You find the leaves,
And the Luck of the Irish will be yours St. Patty's Eve!
The result was an attempt at green velvet cupcakes:
Traditionally, I make Guinness stew, but since we were pushing 70 degrees, that seemed a bit insane. Thank goodness for the Google, as Evan says. We found a recipe for Irish Hand Pies instead:
You will notice there are no pictures of the children. That's because the little leprechauns were in full jig mode all day. I would call that a measure of success.