A St. Patrick’s Day Lesson.

“Mommy, what day is today?”


“Is it St. Patrick’s Day yet?”

“What? Oh. Yeah, it is. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!”

At this point, a miffed-looking Tori  puts her hand over the screen of my iPhone and forces me to pay attention to her.

“What are we going to doooo for St. Patrick’s Day?”

I look at her and silently weigh my options. Taking her to the bar to drink a green beer is out. And as far as I know, the only river currently dyed green is in Chicago. So no holiday kayaking trip for us. I decide to go with the truth.

“Ummmm, nothing?”

“NOTHING???” she asks, hands clapped to face in her best Macaulay Culkin pose.

“Well, you know. We’re not Irish. It’s not really a holiday we celebrate.”

And that’s when the tears start.

“But St. Patrick’s Day is special, mommy! Oh my goodness, this is terrible.”

Oh boy. Apparently “nothing” is not an acceptable response.

“By nothing, I meant nothing but baking something green. Green cupcakes! Yes, Shamrock Cupcakes. That’s what I meant we were going to make.”

Shamrock green cupcake (with pink frosting) for St. Patrick's Day.

She pauses mid-sob. “Green cupcakes?”

“Yep, the greenest cupcakes you’ve ever seen in your life!”

“And I can help?”

“Well, I certainly can’t make them all by myself, now can I?”

“Yay, yay, yay!” she says, jumping up and down.

“Okay, give me five minutes and we’ll get those cupcakes started, okay?”

“Okay,” she sings and trots off to play with her toys.

Crap. How do I make green cupcakes? Do I even have green food coloring? Commence frantic googling while pilfering through cupboards.

Fortunately, I am able to find both a recipe and the requisite food dye. Who knew that red velvet cake could be green?

After gathering the ingredients, I call Tori back and the baking begins. Soon we’re elbow, nose, and knee deep in flour and sugar, and the cupcakes are in the oven.

At which point I discover that I don’t have the ingredients for cream cheese frosting. In fact, all I’ve got is some greek yogurt, half a stick of butter and some powdered sugar.

But you know what? Turns out you can make frosting out of yogurt. And if your miniature princess discovers said frosting should be pink? Well, you already found the food coloring.

So, in short, I learned a few things this St. Patrick’s Day:

1. With a kid around, no holiday should ever be considered optional.

2. When you’ve forgotten about a holiday (no matter how optional), never, ever admit it to said child.

3. The “red” in red velvet cake is just a suggestion. It can also be green, blue, or, I’m hoping, purple.

And four? If my google searching is any indication, the luck of the Irish does indeed abound on St. Patrick’s Day. Thank goodness.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!




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