boxes and a fancy leprechaun

Lots of boxes at our house. An obstacle course, if you will, to get from the front of the house to the back. But boxes provide endless entertainment for 2 year olds. So it's a win-win. Except if you actually pack his toys, then all hell breaks loose. So I let him pack them himself. Which he has been doing for the last several days. It takes forever when you put things in and take them out over a hundred times a day. But that brings us back to the endless entertainment. :) 

We celebrated our LAST St. Patrick's Day in Federal Hill. And the celebrating was more about the fact that it was out last St. Patrick's Day in Federal Hill than the fact that it was St. Patrick's Day in general. No more bagpipes (played poorly). No more traditional Irish music blaring starting at 7am (and by traditional Irish music I mean Rhianna, Nikki Minaj and Pitbull of course). No more dodging puke on the sidewalk during an afternoon stroll. Ahhhh. Next year I can enjoy the holiday staring at LOTS of green. Green fields, green grass, green pancakes. Sam picked out his green shirt this year. I asked him if he wanted to be a fancy leprechaun, and he replied with an enthusiastic "Uh HUH!", so we went with the tie. ;)