The conversation in the minivan on the way home today went something like this:
Anna: "...and then the leprechaun left DINOSAURS on my chair and he gave us suckers and sunglasses and...(more and more and oh so much about leprechauns!)"
Me: "What a fun day! It's nice that your teachers work so hard to make your day fun."
Anna: "The teachers didn't do it, the leprechaun did."
Me: "But you know that leprechauns aren't real - they're just pretend."
Anna: "Come on! Are you crazy? Miss Sandy found a real live one upstairs. He was so little. You've gotta be kidding me."
The last part is word-for-word - it really struck me. Not just because my almost 4 year old was sounding like a pre-teen, but because my daughter comes from a family that does not do Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny. We celebrate those occassions, just without the mythical figures. I didn't even realize that Leprechauns were an integral part of St. Patrick's Day. But here she is, thinking that I am the one telling her stories, trying to make her believe that something that was so fun is not true. It really bugged her. She's asked me twice since we got home to confirm that leprechaun's really are real.
I like our daycare, but I really wish they didn't put me in these awkward situations where I have to choose between lying to my daughter and breaking her heart.
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I didn't know anything about leprechauns until my kids went to school. The only thing we ever did growing up was the whole "wear green or you get pinched thing". since most schools are now anti-pinching on St. Patty's day, maybe this is what they do to celebrate??
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