Our family celebrated St. Patrick's day with a late breakfast of green pancakes, green coffee, and green milk, complete with green straws, green flowers, green in our clothing, and U2 on the record player. Then the kids watched cartoons on our green velvet couch while we cleaned up. It was a wonderfully relaxing Saturday morning.
Ruby's milk ended up looking like boba tea for all the blueberries she dropped in it. Sebastian downed his pancakes in record time. Sunday was patient while Ruby tried to dance with her.
I ran errands and then came home and spent the afternoon cleaning and painting Ruby's new twin sized bed. It's one of the two big scores from our road trip to Colorado Springs that I managed to fit in our car because I was a determined mama. It just needs some slats and a mattress now and we'll be in business!
The kids entertained each other in between arguments over whose turn it was to play with the basketball and Brett made the smart decision to dump everything out of the boxes in the kids rooms onto their beds so that we'd be forced to unpack and organize it before their bedtime. It worked.
It was one of those nights where life just feels so good. The sound of my kids chasing each other through the house with fake swords and squealing when their daddy catches them off guard, the unexpected kisses, the room to sit back and watch instead of corral and hover - the memory of it all has imprinted itself deeply inside for me to recall during the next restless afternoon.
Things are starting to settle again. I'm finally feeling like I can relax a bit. We've all needed this.
I hope your St. Patrick's day was lovely, too.
-Rachel