We started our St. Patrick’s as we always do, in our regular spot across from the announcers at the St. Patrick’s Day parade in Salt Lake City on the Saturday before March 17th. We got there early to reserve the best spot on the route and long before friends and family trickled in. Soon the entire space was packed with our crew. We caught up over coffee, drinks and cookies as we watched the Utah Catholic schools, various groups of dogs, bands, fire trucks, politicians and Irish dancers pass before us. The kids watched anxiously for my mom to march by and were so excited when she also spotted them and danced to the side for hugs and kisses. The parade is a long standing tradition that we look forward to each year, more as an excuse to see friends we haven’t seen in a few months than anything.
We continued our St. Patrick’s celebration on the night before St. Patrick’s Day with a tradition that started when Ricky was in the 1st grade and his teacher and friends from school taught him that he could possibly catch a leprechaun. For the past 3 years the boys have set up an elaborate trap in hopes of catching that little green guy. He hasn’t been caught yet, but he’s started our St. Patrick’s Day off with a bang as the boys have woken to find green toilets, green footprints, green shamrocks on our mirrors, green milk and messes all over the house. They love discovering all of the mischief that the little leprechaun caused.
The boys enjoyed green, St. Patrick’s Day lunches and we finished off the day with Benny losing his first tooth ever! More to come on that.
Hope you all had a wonderful, lucky day.