When your kids don’t like beef stew or any of those other traditional Irish dishes, this is how you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day. This was served with a choice of green milk or water and finished with homemade green peppermint ice cream.
Category: ridiculous
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Early
Ellery and I had to take Otto to the Big City for a vet appointment. I try to leave a bit early, as something always seems to hold us up. And, weirdly, we breezed right through, finding ourselves 30 minutes early for the appointment.
Normally, we would hang out in the waiting room, but there was some meeting going on, and the building was locked until our appointment time.
After we discovered this, Otto flatly refused to get back in the car. (New, expensive knee on an 80 pound dog = Me not forcing the issue.) And then it started raining. So Ellery and I hung out for 30 minutes in a questionable neighborhood with the car door wide open, Ellery and I in the back, and our dog on the concrete, next to the car, in the rain.
Ellery passed the time by strapping herself into Neko’s booster and demanding I take (not-so-great) pictures of her.
At least the car was clean, eh?
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Well, hello, reality.
Well, clearly, there was too much talk about weekend getaways and Martha Stewart-esque eggs.
At about 5pm, when Tom and I were desperately trying to make it until bedtime on our (maybe) five hours of sleep from the night before, Shep came running out of the back of the house screaming, “Ellery is cutting off all her hair!”
I was really hoping he was joking.
As I entered the bathroom, the first thing I saw was all her long, baby fine hair gathered around her feet. And the scissors. And my heart sinking into my shoes.
I suppose we’ve really beaten the odds so far, having three children and not one hair-cutting incident. And, of course, the one person who I trust to attempt to fix this mess will not be in until Wednesday. Until then, Ellery will be channeling her inner Billy Ray Cyrus, circa 1992. (We could change her name to Ella Ray Cyrus, perhaps?)
I completely cop to being a bit sad myself, as I never got a photo of her in pigtails, and now it will be months before that’s even possible.
Tom, however, is delighted that he can now audition for the boy band of his choice.
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The Halloween store is open
After Kid Book Club, Tom broke out the moustaches he bought at the Halloween store. We turned our backs, and suddenly Neko had crafted and American Girl size moustache. (Which is clearly a marketing opportunity American Girl has missed out on.)