All in all, a fantastic St. Patrick's Day party. But the best part is St. Patrick's day morning, when the kids discover what the leprechauns did.
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Friday, March 18, 2011
No, still not Irish
You knew it couldn't be too long before I posted about our St. Patrick's Day this year. We decided to throw another trap building party, I suppose in an attempt to pass our strange love of this random holiday on to others. I spent the day cleaning the house and rearranging furniture so there would be room for 14 adults and 15 kids! The girls got into our bin of green decor and loved smiling for the camera. (And Anna likes to copy her big sister...notice the crossed ankles)
Eventually they got tired of waiting for everyone to show up and needed a snack break under the chair-less table. I love that they are finally starting to play together well and really became friends and playmates...probably partners in crime one of these days.
Hattie apparently got really tired of waiting and fell asleep 30 minutes before party time. This from a girl who rarely naps.
Anna was so sweet to Hattie as she slept. Anna, our constant hair-puller, was full of love pats, snuggles, and kisses for her big sister.

We had everyone bring an Irish dish to eat...or simply something green. We had a great dinner of Irish beef stew, colcannon, champ, corned beef brisket, Irish soda bread, rainbow fruit tray, guacamole, and homemade green Oreo cookies. Sadly, I always remember to take the food picture after we've eaten it all.
We had a nice picnic on the floor (with Darby O'Gill and the Little People playing the in background).

And then the trap building began. It was fun that Hattie was actually into it this year, constantly asking what our trap would be and how we were going to catch the leprechauns.
And here are the traps from this year:
The Cox Family trap, luring the leprechauns with a pot of gold
The Gerwigs, with a disguised rock that is a hidden trap
Our rather lame trap...there is bear claw in there to catch them. We spent so much time getting ready for the party that we kind of forgot to plan anything fancy for our trap. Oh well.
The Lindsay Family trap...cuz everyone likes a disco party!
And my favorite trap, the Glazier Family trap. It was certainly the coolest...check out the video.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Christmas Recap
We are finally home in Lubbock, so I guess it's time I post more about Christmas in Ontario. We were there for 3 1/2 weeks, which was absolutely wonderful. We got a little bit of snow when we first got there, so Hattie had fun walking around in it and making footprints.
And of course no trip to Grandpa's is complete without visits to the chickens. Hattie loved going out to see them, feed them, and collect their eggs.
Our little angel Anna finally showed her rotten side. She vetoed sleep on this trip, rarely sleeping for more than 2 hours at a time. Considering that she was sleeping 13 hours/night before this trip, it was a rude awakening for us. Hattie was a great sleeper, so for the first time in my life I could empathize with new moms whose babies were awake all night. It was just frustrating that she digressed so much. Hence the novelty of this picture.
Hattie LOVED spending time with her cousins. Every morning she would wake up and ask where her cousins were. She still asks for Abby, Kate, Charlie, Lukey, and the rest of the gang on a regular basis.
We got together to make graham cracker houses. Hattie kind of missed the point but the rest of the cousins loved it.

Christmas Eve rolled around. Mark, Kerri, and Co. came over Christmas Eve. We didn't go caroling, which is a family tradition, but it was a bit unrealistic with 5 little ones. But we enjoyed singing Christmas carols together. Please ignore my voice in this video...not too pretty. We were enjoying watching Charlie and Hattie impromptu dance and hugs. Also, notice how Hattie always stares off into the distance...she's checking herself out in the front window.

When opening her stocking, Hattie went right for the good stuff. She opened all her Reese's and lined them up in a row.


Of course, I didn't get too many pictures of Anna. She is growing so quickly. It's hard to believe that she was premature.
I was also able to spend a little time with my brother Spencer. He'll be leaving on his mission to Tallahassee, Florida in less than a month, so it was wonderful to see him one last time. I can't believe that Anna will be older than Hattie is right now when we see him again. Good luck Spence!
Flying home alone with the girls was once again stressful...not quite so bad as the first time around, but one of our flights was delayed 2 hours, which made us miss our connecting flight to Amarillo. Gratefully, both girls slept on the long flight from Portland to Dallas, so I had a few hours to relax...as much as one can relax with a baby sleeping in their arms and a toddler using your knee as a pillow. When we finally pulled into Lubbock at 10:00, I was exhausted, having been awake since 4:00 that morning. Paul had prepared a nice dinner for us and we had a mini-Christmas where we opened gift from Paul's mom and sister. Hattie was in heaven again.
All told, a wonderful vacation. I loved being with my sisters, watching Hattie play with her cousins, playing Pinochle until 2 am, cooking with my mom, and visiting with my dad. I've been blessed with such a wonderful and caring family. But we are glad to be home, getting back to normal and back on schedule. Gratefully, Anna has remembered how to sleep, so we are enjoying 13 hour nights again!
And of course no trip to Grandpa's is complete without visits to the chickens. Hattie loved going out to see them, feed them, and collect their eggs.
Our little angel Anna finally showed her rotten side. She vetoed sleep on this trip, rarely sleeping for more than 2 hours at a time. Considering that she was sleeping 13 hours/night before this trip, it was a rude awakening for us. Hattie was a great sleeper, so for the first time in my life I could empathize with new moms whose babies were awake all night. It was just frustrating that she digressed so much. Hence the novelty of this picture.
Hattie LOVED spending time with her cousins. Every morning she would wake up and ask where her cousins were. She still asks for Abby, Kate, Charlie, Lukey, and the rest of the gang on a regular basis.
We got together to make graham cracker houses. Hattie kind of missed the point but the rest of the cousins loved it.
We went up to McCall for a few days in the snow. Sadly, I forgot to take our camera along. Lisa and Val watched our girls for us so Paul and I could ski. It sure made me miss being close to the mountains. Hattie really loved going sledding and would have stayed outside all day if we had let her.
Christmas Eve rolled around. Mark, Kerri, and Co. came over Christmas Eve. We didn't go caroling, which is a family tradition, but it was a bit unrealistic with 5 little ones. But we enjoyed singing Christmas carols together. Please ignore my voice in this video...not too pretty. We were enjoying watching Charlie and Hattie impromptu dance and hugs. Also, notice how Hattie always stares off into the distance...she's checking herself out in the front window.
When opening her stocking, Hattie went right for the good stuff. She opened all her Reese's and lined them up in a row.
After Christmas we had another week to relax. Hattie got into all of my mom's cupboards and found these little bowls from Skippers. She had a great time equally distributing her milk amongst them. She also painted for the first time. (She really is mastering the cheesy grin)
My sister-in-law had her baby while we were in town, so we got to meet little David Dame! That also meant that my mom took care of Kerri's three older boys for a few days. Hattie LOVED having Isaac, Sam, and Charlie around all day...especially Charlie. The two of them would disappear to the basement together for hours. Once I came across this scene:
Of course, I didn't get too many pictures of Anna. She is growing so quickly. It's hard to believe that she was premature.
I was also able to spend a little time with my brother Spencer. He'll be leaving on his mission to Tallahassee, Florida in less than a month, so it was wonderful to see him one last time. I can't believe that Anna will be older than Hattie is right now when we see him again. Good luck Spence!
Flying home alone with the girls was once again stressful...not quite so bad as the first time around, but one of our flights was delayed 2 hours, which made us miss our connecting flight to Amarillo. Gratefully, both girls slept on the long flight from Portland to Dallas, so I had a few hours to relax...as much as one can relax with a baby sleeping in their arms and a toddler using your knee as a pillow. When we finally pulled into Lubbock at 10:00, I was exhausted, having been awake since 4:00 that morning. Paul had prepared a nice dinner for us and we had a mini-Christmas where we opened gift from Paul's mom and sister. Hattie was in heaven again.
All told, a wonderful vacation. I loved being with my sisters, watching Hattie play with her cousins, playing Pinochle until 2 am, cooking with my mom, and visiting with my dad. I've been blessed with such a wonderful and caring family. But we are glad to be home, getting back to normal and back on schedule. Gratefully, Anna has remembered how to sleep, so we are enjoying 13 hour nights again!
Monday, November 2, 2009
Candy, candy, candy, candy, candy, candy, candy!
This was the first Halloween that I ever dressed Hattie up. And honestly, she probably would have been fine without dressing up. She was certainly more into the candy than her costume. But I made her a tutu for her birthday, so it was a pretty simple costume. Thanks to Payless having a 50% off coupon, I even found her some little ballet shoes. And since there was extra tulle, I made a matching one for Anna.


Here we are at the ward Halloween party. Hattie was distraught that we stopped her from running around the cultural hall to take a picture. Anna slept most of the evening. But she made a sweet ballerina.
I took Hattie trick-or-treating around our neighborhood. We went pretty early so she could get to bed...she was coming down with a cold. But very few people were home, so we didn't get much. I won't complain, and neither will Hattie. She's just glad that she has some candy. When I would ring the doorbell, she would say "Tookie Treat" before anyone came to the door. And once she had one piece of candy in her jack-o-lantern, all she wanted to do was eat it and didn't really care much about getting more.
We only got about 7 trick-or-treating groups at our house. Every year I tell Paul to buy just one bag of candy, but of course he buys 4, so we've got all sorts of candy at our house, despite the fact that Hattie got so little while we were out. Paul is determined to get more into Halloween, and he's already planning our costumes for next year. It'll be our new tradition I guess!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
No we aren't Irish!
The Leprechauns came last night but unfortunately we were, once again, unable to catch them. And we even built our best trap ever! I just don't understand it.
A note of caution: if you are reading this with young children you may want to stop now unless you want this to become one of your family traditions.
This may seem odd to many of you so I will give a little background. When I was in Ms. Petersen's Kindergarten class we built a trap to catch the Leprechauns and their pot o' gold. I was so taken with the idea of collecting money and candy by catching little green-invested men that I went home and demanded that we build a trap ourselves. So began a fantastic family tradition of devious trap doors, treacherous falling boxes, narrow Leprechaun escapes, and lots and lots of candy. Many people think that we are Irish but we really just like to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
This year we decided to chronicle our trap making. We hope you enjoy the tour. It only took us 2 hours and 15 minutes to build and then 30 minutes to play with.













We hope you enjoyed it; we obviously did. Happy St. Patrick's Day!
A note of caution: if you are reading this with young children you may want to stop now unless you want this to become one of your family traditions.
This may seem odd to many of you so I will give a little background. When I was in Ms. Petersen's Kindergarten class we built a trap to catch the Leprechauns and their pot o' gold. I was so taken with the idea of collecting money and candy by catching little green-invested men that I went home and demanded that we build a trap ourselves. So began a fantastic family tradition of devious trap doors, treacherous falling boxes, narrow Leprechaun escapes, and lots and lots of candy. Many people think that we are Irish but we really just like to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
This year we decided to chronicle our trap making. We hope you enjoy the tour. It only took us 2 hours and 15 minutes to build and then 30 minutes to play with.
Paul begins construction on the base.
Working on the ladder.
The fringes were next. Yeah...our trap plan was forming while we worked on the pub.
The pub is coming together, complete with bar and tables. Way to go Melanie!
Michael begins work on the trap.
Melanie "paints" the walls. Do Leprechauns like stripes?
In the mean time, Paul works on the roof. Nice green shingles. I think that will definitely attract them.
Michael...still working on the trap.
Almost finished with the pub.
A close inside view...an Irish pub that would attract any true Leprechaun.
Ahh, O'Iverson's pub. Come on in for a sweet pint of Irish Honey Brown.
The best trap ever!
Our masterful pub/trap complex. Do you like our paper bushes?
As you can probably see, Melanie was chief of interior design, Paul was the bulk construction manager, and Michael was the trap specialist. At this point we were sure the Leprechauns were ours. Mind you, we didn't want to kill them, just trap them since everyone knows if a Leprechaun is not caught together with his gold, it turns to chocolate. The gold...not the Leprechaun! Chocolate Leprechauns...gross!
Now, a tour of our trap.








Hattie was especially excited that we were able to capture his pot o' gold but without the Leprechaun, just chocolate. Hattie likes chocolate more anyway!

On their visit, the Leprechauns also changed our milk, juice, water, butter, mayonnaise, ranch dressing, and even our bread green! (That is cinnamon bread by the way...Yum)

Hattie liked the bushes. She ripped them up. She told us she wants to be a Leprechaun when she grows up.
Now, a tour of our trap.
We thought it would work. Don't you? Yet, in spite of all of we did, here is what we discovered in the morning.
No Leprechaun but lots and lots of candy. It was everywhere! As everyone knows candy falls out of Leprechaun's pockets as they skip along. Although we didn't catch the Leprechaun, we didn't mind the candy.
Hattie was especially excited that we were able to capture his pot o' gold but without the Leprechaun, just chocolate. Hattie likes chocolate more anyway!
On their visit, the Leprechauns also changed our milk, juice, water, butter, mayonnaise, ranch dressing, and even our bread green! (That is cinnamon bread by the way...Yum)
Hattie liked the bushes. She ripped them up. She told us she wants to be a Leprechaun when she grows up.
We hope you enjoyed it; we obviously did. Happy St. Patrick's Day!
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