Inspired by my friend Amy K’s list of fun things to do for St. Patrick’s Day, the kids and I set out to have a great morning adventure. Dressed in green, we first went to Home Depot to find a paint color that would look good with Jack’s new big boy bedroom. While looking at the paint chips, I saw a display of Disney paint where the color swatches were shaped like Mickey Mouse heads. I handed one to each child.
In a dazzling display of pop culture illiteracy, Hannah said, “Oh look! It’s a water molecule!”
The kind Home Depot paint man offered the kids each a sticker. Hannah and Jack politely accepted, but Sarah threw her hairbow at the poor man and shouted “Ya ya ya!” at him. We beat a hasty retreat.
Next we decided to take Josh to lunch at McDonalds and get Shamrock shakes as Amy suggested. Sadly Josh was busy working on a project and couldn’t spare the time to take a lunch break, but we were able to tour his office. While we were there Sarah began to wail dramatically and one of Josh’s colleagues was on a conference call so we left there in a hurry too.
On the way home we stopped at McDonalds. We so rarely go out to eat that McDonalds is a HUGE deal. Hannah can count the number of times we’ve been on one hand, and one of those times she was in utero. Whenever we pass it, Hannah says, “That’s the McDonalds where I went in my Mama’s tummy!” As we pulled into the parking lot, Jack announced that he had to go to the bathroom. “OK, Buddy.” I said, “Just hold it until we get inside McDonalds, all right?”
“Dat’s OK, Mama.” Jack replied. “You don’t have to take me to da baffroom, I already went!”
Mamas who have gone through potty training know how excited I was at the prospect of a wet carseat. Fortunately I had a change of clothes for him in the diaper bag, so after getting Jack in dry clothes we went in to place our order. I got each kid a hamburger and got a large diet Coke for myself, plus a large Shamrock shake I figured we could split. The cashier also gave us three free ice creams someone had forgotten to pick up.
Everyone enjoyed their burgers, except for Sarah who tossed hers on the floor with dramatic contempt. That was $1 well spent. The kids sort of ate the free ice creams, but after we nibbled at two of them we were not hungry anymore and didn’t even touch the shake. By this point it was well past naptime and Sarah and Jack were in full meltdown mode. The kindly cashier gave me a carrying box for my drink and the shake and I wedged the remaining ice cream sundae in there too before hauling the drink box, the diaper bag, and two overtired kiddos who had gone boneless at the prospect of leaving McDonalds out to the parking lot.
At last we made it into the car and I peeled out of the parking lot making the sharp right hand turn onto the road home. It took me a few seconds to realize that the turn had capsized the drink caddy. By the time I righted it, the van was flooded with diet coke and Shamrock shake (see photo at top of post). Fortunately Jack had started the morning by bringing the newspaper in the car with him and strewing it all over the backseat, so the papers had caught most of the mess, but it’s still pretty nasty.
What a morning! The kids are sleeping now and I have to say that in spite of the craziness and in spite of the fact that I am not at all Irish, I do feel lucky to be able to spend my days with this little crew! There is never a dull moment and they keep me on my toes!
What did you do for St. Patrick’s Day?