Friday, March 16, 2012

Lucky Three


Three Little Leprechauns'

Left you this treat.

Snuck it to your door,

Then ran down the street.

Can you guess who we are?

Don't flip the card till you're through.

Leprechauns' like riddles

And we hope so do you.

We are silly, near your age,

and yes very short.

We do Leprechaun things

Like the Leprechaun sort

One of us is a girl

who likes dress up and Barbie

and her hair is not nearly

as red as it should be.

One of us is a boy

who likes tractors (they are green)

and would trade all of his Shamrocks

For Lightning McQueen

.One of us is a baby

Round as pots of gold

She smiles and laughs

And is so fun to hold

We use to live far

Several rainbows away

But now we live near

So we are closer to play.

We think you just swell!

So friendly! first rate!

So we are wishing and hoping

Your St Pattrick's is great!




We just did a little door bell ditching as lephrachauns today. We left some treats, this poem and this picture. It took us a really long time. Partly because we got lost three times, basically trying to get to or from each place we went. We only went three places after all. But the kids were such troopers. Laughing and running and giggling all the way. And not one fell asleep though we've been in the car for way to long. Sam kept begging to take one to his "johnny friend" who lives in Utah. I mean asked me at least 40 times in the last two hours. Kate deducted from the poem I wrote that Shamrocks must be pacifiers (she didn't know what they were and that IS what Sam trades in for LIghting McQueens). She is my logical puzzle solver. Marianne sat in the car sweetly in her green shirt- with something else green spewing from her nose..... yes we are still getting over colds. Everyone was a bit terrified when we returned to our car to hop in and run and bees and snuck in while we were out. I guess everyone likes a little sneaking.


The rest of our fake St. Patty's ( I realize it is actually tomorrow, but our tomorrow is busy) included. green breakfast, and green dinner, a little hiding and finding game and green milkshakes. Jake pinched Sam when he wasn't wearing any green. Lightly I am sure. He came screaming, sobbing, to me in the shower. I thought something was actually wrong. I got out mid shower to console him. Then I found out he was just being a baby. Later Sam got it. He would only drink out of a green cup for "patrik day".


2 comments:

amy + jeff said...

What fun. I love your poem the most.

lilybit said...

i did nothing practically- so you made our day! so much fun. cami is still upset that she missed you.