After spending an afternoon sifting through old blog posts and feeling immensely grateful for the record I created of things I might not otherwise remember, I have made a commitment to start recording our day-to-day once more. Who knows if it will stick, but I am really going to try. What better way to start than by remembering our most festive St. Patrick's Day ever! We did not really set out to celebrate St. Patrick's Day so thoroughly, it just sort of happened, but it was a happy surprise. I had grabbed some foil tattoos from Target's dollar spot (the deals, they call to me!) and t-shirts for the littles a couple of weeks ago. I sort of figured that would be the extent of our celebration. Liam started the morning off by putting together his own leprechaun outfit, which I absolutely loved. How many more years do I have before his holiday enthusiasm begins to wane? I savor every moment of his childhood these days. We ended up renting The Luck of the Irish on Amazon Prime and watching it together as a family after breakfast. Can you believe it has been 17 years since that movie debuted on the Disney Channel? The kids loved it anyway. Afterwards, we headed out for some Irish grilled cheese at Bleu Fox Cheese Shop (yum!!) and then to the St. Chatty's Day parade, which moved to our side of the city this year! Rory was so into the parade! He was clapping and squealing and pointing at everything. He did not even shed a single tear when the bands went by. Afterwards, we headed home for a little rest and then headed out again to the St. Patrick's Day Celebration at West Village. It was a little (ahem- a lot) crowded but the kids had a blast, so Papa and I were brave. There were games, food trucks, art shows, bagpipes, leprechauns on stilts, dancing, snow cones, and lots of friends. We ended the night with the laser light show and dance party, which of course was impossible to photograph well.... just squint and imagine my kids having the time of their lives. Our family does a lot of really cool things, but you know what they say... "Pics or it didn't happen," right? There is some real truth to that silly saying.
As I looked through the old photographs and descriptions of things we have done in the past that I recorded on my blog, I realized that I really had no memory of how we spent Liam's third St. Patrick's Day, but because I had chosen to write it down, I could see us riding the bus to the aquarium decked out in green and Liam's adorable baby face lighting up over a green cupcake and even the tantrum he had when I tried to get a picture of him on our front porch in Ryan's lap. I am so grateful for that. And my kids have many years left of memories I will probably forget.... I am going to do my best to hold on to them in the ways that I can. Happy St. Patrick's Day, future me! You will be glad you bothered one day, I promise.
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WHO AM I?
I am Michelle: a wannabe hippie in love with a bonafide geek. We also spawned. I spend my days with our four wild, beautiful boy children and I overshare about our life online because I am a Millennial and that is what we do.
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