Sydney and Lorelei enjoying the spoils from Grammy's St. Patrick's Day package:
Sydney and Ford were excited to wear green this morning, but Lorelei refused. In fact, she recoiled in horror when I showed her the adorable shirt I thought she should wear (Syd's shirt from two years ago--it says "LOVE," and a glittery green shamrock is the letter "O"). Instead, she wore her nightgown until the last possible minute. I did talk her into wearing a green bow in her hair, and green socks.
In case you're bored stiff, here are links to two other St. Patrick's Day posts (both cleverly titled, "Happy St. Patrick's Day!" just like this one):
Last year on St. Patrick's Day, all schools and government buildings were closed due to snow. I remember staying inside all day, wading through boxes, trying to unpack as much as possible while Chet was home to help. *Shudder* I'm glad that was last year and not this year! Today we reached 70 degree weather for a few minutes.
If you look closely at the last picture, you may notice that Sydney lost her first tooth (or, as my dad says, her first milk tooth.) It's been loose for a couple of weeks, and she was dying for it to come out. So Chet yanked it out while we were sitting at the dinner table last night. Lovely. The Tooth Fairy left her a $1 bill under her pillow, which Sydney promptly squirreled away in her piggy bank.
Sydney: "Mommy, what color dress does the Tooth Fairy wear?"
Me: "What color do you think she wears?"
Sounds good to me, Syd.
In other news, Ford slept through the night last night (something that he does not do regularly, unfortunately), but Chet and I did not. Why? Because there was a busted water main in front of our house, which Virginia American Water fixed between the hours of 11:30 p.m. and 4:00 a.m. Chet said, "We should exchange Ford's white noise machine for a Soothing Sounds of a Jackhammer machine." Touché.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!