Yes, tonight on my couch is a little boy who looks like this.
And yes, he is waiting for the leprechauns that come visit our house. They mess up our house and turn our milk green, so he has been trying to catch them. He is sick of doing all that cleaning...
Poor, overworked child...
Earlier tonight as I was searching the internet for fun St. Patrick's Day games, I came across some St. Patrick's Day jokes. I thought I would try them out on him so he could tell them at school tomorrow.
That didn't go as planned.
Here is kind of how it went...
Me: Knock, knock
Him: Who's there?
Irish
Irish who?
Irish you a Happy St.Patrick's Day
That went ok, now it was his turn to practice...
Knock, knock
Who's there?
Irish
Irish who?
Irish, leprechaun, St. Patrick
At this point, Libbie starts laughing...
I told him the punch line again and told him to start over.
I tried to start him off. Knock knock
Who's there?
No, you are supposed to say knock knock, not me...
Oh, but you said it.
UUGGHH, try it again
Leprechaun.
No, knock knock
Who's there?
No no no, YOU are supposed to start off with KNOCK KNOCK!
Ok, ok, knock, knock
No, knock knock
Who's there?
No no no, YOU are supposed to start off with KNOCK KNOCK!
Ok, ok, knock, knock
Who's there?
Irish
Irish who?
I wish you mumble, mumble, mumble
I decided to move on to another joke as clearly this one was not going well.
What happend when the leprechaun fell in the river?
He got his clothes wet, (duh mom...)
How on earth did he figure that one out? It wasn't so funny that way.
(Not that it was actually funny to begin with.)
I quickly moved on.
So what do you say to a leprechaun?
The real answer was "How is the weather down there?"
but instead, I got
Tell him not to fall in the river! (Duhhh again mom...)
How on earth did I not see that answer coming???
How on earth did I not see that answer coming???
(Libbie was now almost going to go into labor early she was laughing so hard...)
At this point, I decided it was just not going to happen, so I left him to make up his own. And poor Boppa had to sit and listen and answer.
What did the leprechaun do when he fell off the cliff?
Boppa: I don't know.
He should have a trampoline down there, and he should fall on the trampoline and he would jump back up and...and then he... and then... and then...
Then Bo started in. After about ten minutes of that joke they made it to,
What happened when the leprechaun got run over on the road?
(We couldn't figure it out either)
The firemen and EMT's came and got him.
Clearly, we are not so good at making up jokes,
and as he will be sporting this tomorrow at school,
we are not so good at picking out clothes either!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

























































