Leprechauns!

Meghan here with an exclusive report on the unexpected arrival of some less-than-desirable house guests.

We knew we had leprechauns when we awoke to huge messes and missing candy. They're sneaky little buggers too! They only strike when you're sleeping.

After two days of this we decided to set traps. After all, if you catch one, they have to grant you three wishes.

Mommy and I spent all afternoon making our traps. We covered white boxes in St. Patrick's Day stickers and filled them with shiny green things (like beads) and candy. Then we hid them in the darkest corners of the rooms with the biggest messes.

In the morning, we found the boxes emptied, moved, and surrounded by shiny shamrock footprints. One of the boxes had my Swiper figurine in it. I was upset about that because I had taken it to bed with me the previous night to keep it safe.

Now, full of candy, it seems that the leprechauns have left (at least for now). But be warned! Keep an eye on your shiny green stuff. They may have moved to your house!

Weekend in the Bruce

We spent most of the first annual Family Day Weekend at the Gremm cottage on the Bruce. Like always, there was never a dull moment. To start, the weather going up was entertaining. Thankfully, only 15-20 minutes of it was in zero-visibility, and I only spent a couple minutes in the snowbank. Meghan slept part way up in the car which meant that she wanted to play all night. By morning, she was feeling it (see pic on the left).

Saturday, while the boys "fished" on a frozen lake, Meghan and Olivia played and played. It was really nice to see Meghan actually playing with another child (as opposed to playing beside them, or even worse, pushing them down).

Unfortunately, the weekend was called short on account of more bad weather, but the short visit we had was a lot of fun.

Meghan Gets Mail

For Valentines Day, Meghan received a few cards in the mail. Normally all she gets is junk mail, so she was really excited. Thank you to everyone that sent stuff. Meghan really appreciated it.

Latest Visitor at the Feeder

With the usual thud, accompanied by a scurry of wings from outside, the latest predator to discover the Mourning Dove smorgasbord that is our backyard made his presence known. (The thud, if it isn't obvious, is the collection of Mourning Dove's that suddenly forget that our living room window is solid...) I've now placed the camera next to the window in the hopes that next time we get a visitor I might be able to get a clearer shot. This morning what I'm pretty sure was a Sharp-shinned Hawk landed on the actual feeder. Suffice to say, he wasn't interested in the seeds I'd put out...