As I was saying good night to Novalie on Saturday night, she asked me, “Mom, what time do I get to do my treasure hunt tomorrow?”
That girl and holidays and traditions. This lazy leprechaun forgot all about the traditional treasure hunt on St. Patrick’s Day. So Daddy leprechaun got to dash to the store at 11 o’clock to get some treasure (as the next day was Sunday). Phew.
Our leprechaun DID remember the chocolate gold coins that get hidden all over the house.
Novalie woke up to discover we had a visit from the pesky little leprechaun during the night.
Apparently, he likes to play with toilet paper.
And sneak into Novalie’s room and throw her stuffed animals down the hall. I do see some of those gold coins mixed in.
Novalie said to me with so much exclamation in her voice , “Mom, that leprechaun is mocking us with his messes!” I fell in love with her just a little bit more and tucked that enthusiastic, happy little girl deep into my heart.
She went on to find a ton of chocolate gold coins hidden all over the living room.
After church and a meltdown and some outside fresh air to recover from the meltdown (Novalie, not me, although it could have been me after her meltdown), I got the clues in place for her traditional treasure hunt.
Reading the first clue.
Somewhere in all those bows is a clue.
At this stop in the treasure hunt, Novalie told me that she guesses she is older now, so that is why I made the clues harder to find. Exactly right.
I had her running all over, it was fun to watch!
And inside the roller skates…..
Her gold at the end of the rainbow!
Thanks sweet girl for reminding me of the traditional treasure hunt. I wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.
♥Happy St. Patrick’s Day!♥