St Paddy's Day!

Happy St Patrick's Day! At our house we had a fabulous time. As you all know, Noah is a super great eater; loves fruit and veggies, so didn't need to do something clever to get him to eat those, but thought why not have some fun with the whole festive occasion thing. I love any occasion to decorate and bake and as a result Noah thinks it is pretty cool. Every day for the week leading up to St Patty's day he kept asking me "is today St Patrick's Day?" and on the day it was jumped up and down on his bed with delight. The kid cracks me up. So naturally, I rewarded his enthusiasm with this "Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow" breakfast made with assorted fruit, carrots, and a toast "pot" with shamrock sprinkles on it (and few gold chocolate coins left by that mysterious leprachaun!)



Noah is pretty happy with Mommy's next recipe!







The Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow St Patricks Day Pudding Extravaganza (complete with chocolate coins at the bottom!)

Made quite easily by making pudding, separating into 6 bowls and using gel food colouring to create vibrant colours

 All in all it was a fun day. While I'm not really Irish, any excuse to decorate, and make something fun is totally up my alley. We had invited Auntie P (and Daisy) for dinner, but mid afternoon Noah and I were reading a book together and the doorbell rang. Who was there? Grandma! A surprise visit which was awesome, so we all had a fun dinner together complete with green drinks (noah loved his green milk) and of course the pudding. Shamrocks forever!

If I didn't cut his hair and you didn't cut his hair......

It's Friday the 9th of March and Elana has picked Noah up at daycare. I get a text a little while later asking "did you cut his hair?" which I know really wasn't a real question, as anyone who knows me would know that with my shaky hands that would just be a dangerous undertaking. "He looks like his hair was cut. Noah says he did
Hmmm. Another strike for daycare. I guess they didn't notice that Noah had someone got some safety scissors and done a little Salon magic on himself. Thankfully, Elana texted me some photos right away, or else I am sure I would have fallen over laughing when I saw him, which clearly would not have been the right way to go under the parenting rules.





My fave. Love the missing chunk in the middle.



Oops!





That's not swept over, there really is a bunch of hair  that is just plain gone!



My handsome young man.

 

So, after a number of days of trying to convince Noah that a brush cut would totally rock, we settled on just a haircut so he could keep the fashionable style he likes.

 "Mommy, I like my hair flat. Leave it flat, mommy!"

Thankfully, we have an awesome hairdresser named Asna who did an amazing job.

Now back to daycare.
This is the third incident in about a month with Noah, so either he is a Jekyll/Hyde who is a perfect boy at school and a ringleader at daycare, or daycare doesn't give a lot of supervision to the kids.

Other incidents: apparently Noah led another girl to a room they weren't supposed to go to that wasn't supervised and then got more of the kids to come... but my favourite is:

The Noah and Angela bathroom story. In this story (which Noah makes me recount to him time and time again, even though I wasn't there and he is the protaganist), he an Angela went to the bathroom at the same time. After doing their business, they decided -apparently led by Noah- that they should use their hands to take all the water out of all three toilets and put the water all over the floor. They did that, then realized Noahs socks were wet, then went to Noahs bin to get him new dry socks, changed, put his wet socks in his cubby (in a whole other part of the daycare) and came back to the washroom before a teacher came to find out what was going on. Needless to say, they had to help clean up the mess and on pickup mommy was told of Noah's rebellious behaviour. One more story for the wedding toast at his wedding : )