3.17.18 - St. Patrick's Day

I actually forgot it would be St. Patrick's Day until last night when I saw Google's Doodle for the day.

This is one of those minor holidays that of course can't compare to the Trifecta in the last quarter (Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas), but as a kid I always enjoyed all the holidays quite a lot. I think it might because we made a big deal about them at school, and Mom had decorations for at least some of them at home. Otherwise I remember making our own drawings and decorations to put in the dining room at home for each holiday. And I always enjoyed feeling special and included wearing green on St. Patrick's Day (or dressing up for easter, or wearing red on Valentine's Day, etc.)

Now that I have my own kids the "minor holidays" seem fun again, even though so far they are too young to know what's going on. And even though we probably won't even leave the apartment on this laid back Saturday, I went ahead and dressed them both in some of the only green clothes they had and put on my own greenish cargo pants (which, incidentally, I couldn't wear without an extendor last time I tried them on, and now they fit no problem. Thank you calorie counting!)

Clara reads along to One Fish, Two Fish.

Jane snuggles her blanket.

I had no plans beyond that but I did bake some blueberry muffins today including a lot of zucchini and real bluberries, which made the batter look dark green. We'll pretend that was for St. Patrick's Day. And it was really a joy turning on the oven light and watching Clara get excited about the muffins baking. She put her nose up to the window and said "Oh wow! So muffin!" and she kept knocking on the oven door, haha.

When the first batch was done, I fed some pieces to Janey in her high chair and Clara squooshed next to me on the kitchen chair I was sitting on and remarked "Two? Two muffins!" meaning one for her and one for me. She seemed to get a kick out of that. So all three of us shared a moment wearing our green clothes and eating our slightly green freshly baked muffins, and it was pretty nice.

Finally, here is my post on FB for the day:

I've been trying to get Clara to take a nap for like an hour, and once or twice I've heard her sitting at the nursery door knocking. I open the door and say "Clara Lynn, go lay down," and she jumps up and runs and gets in her bed. Wait long enough and the process repeats. Just now I went to do the same, but instead of opening the door I just said through it "Clara Lynn, go lay down." I could hear she didn't move, so I said it again and still heard nothing. So I opened the door to make her go lay down, only to realize she is asleep at the foot of the door, haha. Guess that's where her nap is happening today.