i've done a little reading about the real st. patrick and he seemed like a pretty legit dude. i think he might be rolling over in his grave if he knew what the holiday in his honor has turned into. though not a drunken fest, what it turned into in our home was not much of a celebration for most of the day.
but lulu was looking festive...
jack had no need of a green shirt, nor any shirt at all of course, because he sported his green on his feet...
tate changed after school into the oh-so-irish color of red. in this picture he is saying, "you better not be taking my picture"...
and em, who was still recovering, was obviously not up for any pictures either...
but this guy was happy to oblige me...
of course our dinner was the traditional irish meal of taco salads. it wasn't a banner st. paddy's day, but the night ended with a special treat. A quick visit from my sister and her family...
too-ra-loo-ra!!
i don't know what that means, but it sounds irish-y and celebratory, at least in the song "come on eileen" it does. and there is no better way to celebrate than with family.
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You let a holiday pass without theme food? Clearly you're still under the weather. ;)
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