My mother’s side of the family is Irish. Very Irish. Irish Catholic. Last name of O’Shaughnessy. Ancestors immigrated to America via Ellis Island during the potato famine. You get the picture.
So, St. Patrick’s Day was a pretty big deal growing up.
Nowadays, it’s one of the few times of year I channel my Irish heritage. (I’ve always been more drawn to my Spanish heritage.) But I still wear green and eat corned beef and cabbage and wash it down with a Guinness.
My daughter, on the other hand, is obsessed with Leprechauns. As in catching one. Last St. Patrick’s Day, she devised a trap to do so. It failed, of course. This year, she’s planning to improve on her trap plans.
Throughout the year, she tries to find the end of rainbows, just in case.
Now, if I could figure out a way to reward her dedication to the cause with a real Leprechaun, I would. But we all know how this ends.
Poor Nola. She doesn’t like corned beef or cabbage, and she’s too young for Guinness. But by the time you read this, I’ll have cheered her up an early dose of Easter candy.
Keep some of your hard-earned gold but act fast, because, like rainbows, this free offer won’t last long (one week, in fact).
Allyson Longueira is publisher of WMG Publishing. She is an award-winning writer, editor and designer.