Luck o' the Irish

Did the silly leprechan come to your house last night? He definitely came here, and he caused some serious mischief.

First, he moved BigM from her bed to the other bed in her room. Who knew that a little creature as small as your thumb could pick up someone BigM's size? I surely didn't.

Then, he went in the playroom and put rain boots on BigM's baby doll and shin guards on the stuffed horse and set up a tea party for Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head.

Finally, he went in our kitchen and dyed our juice green. He left a little note for the girls on the kitchen table, thanking them for letting him play with all their toys last night.

I have to admit, I do feel a little sorry for the guy, because he also got blamed for a few tricks that he wasn't actually responsible for.

He did not throw all of the dirty clothes on the floor right next to LM's hamper, leaving the hamper completely empty. I do not know how on earth that happened, because that makes no sense, but according to BigM, the leprechan did it. Sounds about right to me.

He also did not open all of the drawers in LM's dresser, but again, he's taking the fall for that one too.

He most certainly did not take every single thing out of BigM's Strawberry Shortcake box and leave them all over the floor in her room. (I know exactly who did that and her initials are L.M. but hey, I'm not about to argue with a three year old- we all know that gets you nowhere.)

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!