Just a wee sad.
My boys had green milk for breakfast (green water for Henry).
Lucky Charms was their main course.
I dropped Charley off at school.
He arrived home and got busy playing.
Later this afternoon we made shamrock shakes and shared them with friends. The discussion that occured while the shakes were being slurped up revolved around St. Patrick's Day. All the girls (because they were all neighbor girls) chattered on about the exciting things that happened in their classrooms...leprechaun hunts, messes left by the little green folk, treats, etc. Charley listened excitedly...and then he burst in...
My ears perked up - excited to hear him share his school experience (because like most boys his school day details come out in their own time). And this is what he shared with wide eyes and an excited voice,
"You know what! The leprechauns made a big mess in the classroom next to ours. Can you believe it?"
And there I sat, sad. Luckily he didn't get that nothing happened in his classroom - but in my heart - I was disappointed for the little guy. And off the group skipped to conduct their very own neighborhood leprechaun hunt. But to me the mama - I am just a wee bit sad.