A leprechaun named Rebekah


One of the biggest perks to having a kid is getting to celebrate holidays like a kid. Not quite sure if the dog appreciates our enthusiam, but she doesn’t really have a choice. Sorry, girl.

Our son loved reading this book, referring to the wee Irish man as “Rebekah.” (At least, that’s what it sounded like to us.) It prompted me to buy window stickers, which led us to discussing pots of gold, rainbows, and “sha-bocks.” This is another reason I like holidays: introducing vocabulary that I otherwise wouldn’t. Continue reading