When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

Their eyes really are like windows to their souls. If you know them, you can probably see what I mean.


The kids spent about 90 minutes last night building the perfect leprechaun trap. It involved empty oatmeal containers, paper towel rolls, masking tape, string and quarters for bait. For the third consecutive year, the leprechaun got away. To their credit, the kids seemed to trip him up much more this year than in the past. Despite his escape, the leprechaun did leave a sack of chocolate coins by each of their pillows.

These are the remnants of the trap. I don't think the Queen CD played any role.









Although she calls it ham, Megan's favorite meal is corned beef. It's a fortunate week from the dinner pleasing perspective. Andy's favorite, Reubens, are on the menu for tomorrow. The whole celebration wore Tim out.