If Pinterest existed 13 years ago, I would have borrowed ideas to help my son make a really attractive leprechaun trap for a family project assigned in his first grade class. The sloppy product we came up with still looms large in my mind’s eye.
As believed in Irish folklore and mythology, leprechauns are tiny fairies about two feet tall believed to be hiding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Once on St. Patrick’s Day, a fellow teacher requested me to literally turn her classroom upside down while her kids were at recess to make them believe that the leprechaun had visited them. Leprechauns are generally mischief mongers, and that was the reason why I was asked to create a big mess by tipping over the furniture and scattering school supplies everywhere. The effect had to be real to lend credibility to the situation.
When I narrated this incident to a friend, she commented that the modern day leprechaun visited her house everyday. Initially I could not understand, and then it made sense that she was referring to her two feet tall tot who made mess on a regular basis and ranked very high on his shenanigans. Her cell phone which went missing was hunted for in every possible spot in the house and was finally tracked when a faint ringtone was heard in the bathroom. The expensive gadget was flushed into the commode by her tiny elf. Hats off to technology that it at least rang when the number was dialed from the landline! She also added that the Scotchgard Fabric Protection plan that she had purchased for the living room couch had gone for a toss because no safeguard could compete against his mischievous antics. If he could not lay his hands on crayons and markers, it was the milk or juice from his sippy cup that he systematically emptied on the sofa!
In the PG family comedy Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules, 3 year-old Manny Heffley inserts a chocolate chip cookie inside his brother Greg’s video game console. Many of us have had our crazy escapades in our homes with these cute, innocent members of the energetic club aiming at varying degrees of mischief. For a very long time till my little one grew up, I stopped having potted plants inside after an episode of soil being strewn all over the light-colored carpet in our newly bought house. On one instance, I had caught him, busy as a bee, washing his favorite yellow toy truck in the toilet. Spoons and forks from kitchen drawers were at times stuffed beneath cushions and behind the television.
A lovely young mom with an equally lovable two-and-a-half year-old told me how her coasters that went missing for a while were discovered to be hidden under the dining table runner. Recently, she shared on Facebook a unique definition of a toddler: “Emotionally unstable pint-sized dictator with the uncanny ability to know exactly how far to push you towards utter insanity before reverting to a lovable creature”.
Definitely frustrating and annoying for moms at that moment, the anecdotes provide food for laughter years later when the kids grow up. Ultimately it’s the combo of the naughty and the nice sides that make life with our tiny tots so joyful. Our little bundles unlike leprechauns when caught, do not have for us pots of gold, but they sure have for us barrels full of love!
Wishing all a very happy St. Patrick’s Day!