Magic on Concrete

When I was in third grade, we went to school to find leprechaun feet painted on the walls of the little hallway by the bathroooms.  I was stunned, kind of freaked out, and amazed that a leprechaun has been there.  I'll never forget that.  Any other Lemoore Elementary peeps remember that??  I always knew, I think from that moment on, that I'd recreate that somehow.  St. Patrick's Day has really never been anything more for me than art projects as a kid, directing art projects as a teacher, and making sure my kids wear green.  Oh, and those magical leprechaun feet.  Welp, this year is finally the year when both my kids get it.  They have learned about the day at preschool (through art, of course) and William asked today on the way to school if a leprechaun would ever come to our house.  Drew replied with, "No, they are like Santa and God.  We'll never see them at our house.  Only grown ups see them."  I told her that I've never seen one but one has visited me before.  They wanted to know more.  I told them that the leprechaun who came to visit me when I was a little girl just might want to come visit them, too.  They were very excited.  I dropped them off at school, came home and put Lauren down for a nap, and went outside to paint the feet of our little friend.  Right inside the door I'll put a little sachet of pennies for each child.  If you've read my blog before, you know the importance of pennies.  I'll wear my actress hat and play along that he must have visited while I was picking the up from school.  I'm excited and hope they feel just a fraction of the magic I felt waaaaay back when. 

I call this piece, Magic on Concrete