I wanted to share a few photos from our weekend celebrating St. Patrick's Day. As I scroll over my posts from exactly a year ago (also here), I realize what a long way we have come in just one short year. It gives me hope that in another year's time, I will look back at our current struggles and feel yet again that so much has changed.
This past weekend, we took the kids to the St. Patrick's Day parade downtown. I wasn't super looking forward to the potential prospect of dragging two screaming toddlers to a parade in the freezing weather, particularly since Saturday had been a challenging day for us.
Ok, to be honest... it was mostly because we'd been out late the night before drinking with friends... But that's besides the point.
I'm determined to not let my kids' challenges get in the way of activities we would be doing otherwise, as much as my energy can permit, so we decided to go anyways.
Ok, to be honest... we'd already told Logan the day before that we were going and I wasn't psyched about the idea of listening to him tantrum all day if we changed our minds. So I popped a few Advil and headed out in the cold.
And we had a wonderful day. Logan loved getting all dressed up and covered in tattoos and he was super proud to wear the craft that he had made at daycare.
Chloé wouldn't let anyone go near her with anything other than a tattoo (she now looks like a biker baby). But both kids loved watching the parade and were super well behaved. They must have known I'd had too much to drink the night before ;)
Logan loved getting his hair done green this morning for daycare. Unfortunately, he then got a little grump and this is the best pic I could get:
And I got to sport my awesome dollar store earrings. And share a pair with my favourite Starbucks barista, who has been making me lattés for as long as I can remember. He happened to ask me to give him my pair for his birthday and Girl Scout me just happened to have an extra pair in my bag. Happy birthday Matt!
Tonight's dinner was green pancakes and bacon, in a lazy, I've been busy working and running kids to therapy all day kinda way. I wish I could say that the pancakes were green from spinach. But that was my old life. These were done with some good old fashioned, full of chemicals, green food colouring. And with a gf boxed mix to boot. And so far, we're all still alive to tell about it. Though I can feel myself losing my readers as I write this! My little picky eaters even dared eat to eat the green pancakes. Goes to show how much they have changed in such a short time.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to all. Hope everyone had a great weekend.