This morning we were called upon to babysit our youngest granddaughter while her parents went for a morning workout. Her older sister was out-of-town but her best friend was there for a sleepover. It’s a good thing I’m not a leprechaun (at 6′ 4″, I’ve never been mistaken for one). There to greet us was a leprechaun trap! I’ll let the pictures do the talking:

A very friendly welcome sign....

What leprechaun could resist?

An inviting trail.....

The suspense builds...

Just a lit bit farther......

Nearing the end of the rainbow....

Finally, the pot of gold!

And jewelry!.

The intrepid leprechaun trappers and their own pot of gold.

DISCLAIMER:

No actual leprechaun was harmed in the writing of this blog.