Weekend Tales: It Must Have Been the Leprechauns

On Sunday morning I woke up in bed alone and heard the baby in her crib playing.  I really wanted to get up and get an early start.  Instead I fell back asleep.  Since she was playing I figured that she was fine.

Not seeing Andre I initially figured that he had gone for a run. When I woke up the second time I remembered that I had fallen asleep on the couch.  Apparently he remained until the morning. Actually, I fell asleep on the couch too. However, when I woke up, I realized that the bed would be a much more soothing sleeping choice.

I tried to wake Andre up, I swear I did.  However, he woke up Sunday morning with a crick in his neck.  He insists that I didn’t try hard enough. I insist that he told me that he was coming to bed.  Hmm…

Later that day Andre’s mother came over a little early before dinner to play with the baby. The baby wasn’t having it. She ran across the room and hugged my knees.  She’s been going through a bit of a “I love Mommy phase” lately. However, I was impressed by how quickly she was able to dash from one side of the room to the other. She pumped her arms to gain more speed and everything. She was a baby on a mission to save herself.  She seems to be convinced that when she seems Andre’s mom we’re going out.  Who knew that kids were so perceptive before two?!  

It was almost as if someone whispered something in her ear and told her to run.  

I’ve heard about Leprechaun tricks around St. Patrick’s Day.  Do they show up and sprinkle poppy seed dust making people fall asleep on the couch, making people have different recollections about the same events and get toddlers worked up making them believe that their parents will abandon them unless they hold onto them for dear life? That seems as good an explanation as any!

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The Leprechauns turned this photo upside down too!