I got out of bed tonight to get a glass of water only to discover that the pesky little leprechauns had already worked their mischief.
How tiny little men with pointed noses were able to move our kitchen island is beyond me. Apparently they thought the Sous Chef needed a chopping station at her height.
Of course, logic seems irrelevant when you survey the rest of the house. You probably have to have been in our home to truly assess the damage captured in these pictures. Here is dining table in the living room
and the strange basket pyramind in the dining room.
They moved Ava’s rug and table into the hallway. Perhaps to make room for the havoc that wreaked in there. I would have snapped a picture for you, but I didn’t want to wake her (or scare you).
And no picture was left right side up.
I’m not sure I’m going to get much sleep tonight knowing these irksome little creatures are running around.
Here’s hoping they left a pot of gold.
Those pesky little people. I hope Ava has as much fun today as they did last night.
What great fun! I’ve never heard of celebrating St. Patrick’s day in such a way. Pardon my ignorance: is that something you grew up with? How did Ava react?
Wow! Those pesky little things! They sound so sneaky….more than the badgers!!!
Here’s hoping they return to clean it all up!
Wow! I’m Irish & didn’t even have a visit like that one!
But I do have 2 leprechauns here today, wreaking just as much havoc.
That is hiarious. Hope they clean it all up tonight!
That was great!!! 🙂 What did Ava think of it all??
Ok, so I’m assuming the green will all wash off…but I do wonder if it was you or hungryman who was acting on behalf of those old men from Ireland.
Hi Rachel, thanks for stopping by and for your comment. Looks like you have a really fun blog. Love all of the pictures of your little chef!
Oh, memories. When I taught PK I used to turn the tables all over etc and then leave a trail of green glitter all around the school, and we would go on a leprechaun hunt. There would be little poems with clues at each place and the last would resort in cookies. So fun!!
You asked about being married to an ENFP – well, I have a book called Just My Type that matches you up with your mate and tells you exactly what you will fight about. The advice for the ENFP-ENFP match was “get a maid”. And, we complied. It is overall very fun, laid back, very messy. And no-one’s oil is ever changed and my car inspection ran out in November. It would be nice if I were married to someone who noticed that my inspection sticker had expired, but it would also probably be more difficult.
I am assuming that when 2 ENFPs procreate, it inevitably results in mini-ENFPs. Six in one house. THAT will be interesting. And very messy. 🙂
I am loving your blog and about to do a linky loo. You are such a gifted writer.
how fun 🙂 those crazy little guys! i wonder what the badgers thought!
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