Remember when That Dad Blog posted his live images of The Elf on the Shelf at Christmas? Well, now the elf is a leprechaun visiting for St. Patrick’s Day!
We just sat down to breakfast when the doorbell rang. Apparently he wanted to make an official entrance as a leprechaun. I’m not sure if the beard is real, every time I try to touch it he kicks me in the shins. Looks like it’s time to start sleeping with one eye open again.
He hasn’t quite perfected his Irish accent. It sounds like a mix between Yoda and Alvin the Chipmunk. I got a kick out of hearing him tell Nik, “Don’t be messing with me pot of gold!” every time he passed him hanging on the wall.