Pepperoni for Luck

June 3, 2010 § Leave a comment

Last week, we took Hiram to a new pizza place near our cabin. The place was nice enough and had good pizza. Hiram liked it too…until he saw the leprechaun.

We sensible adults know that it wasn’t a real leprechaun. It was some guy dressed up in a leprechaun outfit. Or rather, it was some guy dressed up in a huge leprechaun head and tiny little leprechaun body. With blank, black patches for eyes.

As the leprechaun made his way over to our table, Hiram freaked. His brown eyes were the size of saucers. His pudgy little hands gripped the sides of his high chair. He started to whimper but he was way too scared to cry. “It’s OK,” I told him while I tried to hug him sideways, “It’s supposed to be for fun.”

Somehow, from out of those big black patchy eyes, the leprechaun saw what was happening and ditched. Once he was gone, Hiram felt up to a bit more pizza. But you gotta commend my baby for having good sense. After all, what does a leprechaun know about pizza?

PS: Needless to say, I didn’t get an up-close picture of the Italian leprechaun, but here he is recruiting passers-by to stop in.

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