"Karl, will you help Eva with her project? She needs to make a leprechaun trap."
"Okay."
Empty bottles, boxes, papers and candies that Eva had saved up?
Nope.
After he (uh, I mean they) were done Eva said, "It looks like a temple!"
Karl says I better not say it is his trap. So I won't. One day when Eva is older and she is having a day where she isn't feeling so special (because everyone has one of those days) I will remind her of the night her daddy built her the fanciest all wood, hand painted, good enough to be a temple, leprechaun trap. With a pitched roof. And a sliding trap door. And we will laugh (because that is SO Karl) and, hopefully, she will remember how special she is.
Eva made a TV and a bed for the leprechaun and used some little gold colored candies to lure the little guy in. I didn't get picture but she also made a teeny tiny remote.
Any leprechaun would be a fool to pass this high quality furnished suite up.
