Had a phone call today from a parent who needed help building a leprechaun trap. This is not an abnormal event since I am the Guy Noir of kids' art, still searching for the answers to life's mysterious questions from the eleventh floor of the Acme Building---and armed with a hot glue gun.
I favor green plastic strawberry baskets for trapping most magical beings. Pipe cleaners are good, too. There are always questions about the proper bait for the trap. How big is a leprechaun? The size of a garden gnome, or of a troll doll? Are they "not turtle animals"? How do the rainbow and the pot of gold fit into the big picture? How can we make a humane trap? I am troubled by old-timey black&white cartoon bear traps, falling anvils, and Curt Goudy's breathy narrations of big game hunts on "The American Sportsman" in 1966.
Steven brought all his empty clothes hangers down to the laundry room this morning before breakfast. Please visualize hangers over your arm from elbow to thumb. He plonked them down on the dryer, which was already running (the early bird gets the lint). Of course, the vibrating dryer wiggled most of the wire hangers onto the floor in a big tangle. No elves unsnarled them during the day. Elves are notorious "not turtle animals". I don't know how to trap leprechauns, but I do know about laundry room mommy traps!
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