Happy St. Patrick's Day. We wore green.

Last night's bedtime dialogue:

Well, why celebrate the day if we don't get the day off school?
--grumpy boy.

We're not really celebrating the day, we just.... --Mom, still
calm at this point

We're just acknowledging St. Patrick. --pipes in older
sister.

Amazingly this seemed to appease the grumps, Mom stayed calm and older sister felt smugly justified, or is that justifiably smug? At least everyone went to sleep happy.

And today the cat nearly caught a mouse. (Don't worry, Mom, we set some traps. I won't tell you where the mouse popped up....)