Erin Go Bragh!

Ireland forever!  We're all a little Irish today, right?

Being blessed to have Irish ancestors and to be named Erin, I've always had a special place in my heart for St. Patrick's day.   We don't try to trap the little people at our house and there is no green beer filling our mugs.  My kids aren't fans of corned beef and cabbage, either, but my house definitly participates in the wearin' o' the green.  Hope you all have a fabulous day. 

An Irish Blessing

May the road rise to mee you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

May the rains fall soft upon your fields,

And, until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow if His hand.

(Traditional Irish Blessing; origin unknown)

Blog, Interrupted!

I anticipated a different blog post for Wednesday morning, but this little guy spent most of the day at our house on Tuesday. A worthwhile diversion, don't you think? Baby K and Buttercup bonded over a bottle. She was in love. Being the baby of the family, she hasn't spent a lot of time with babies and was really nervous when Baby K started hanging out at our house. It was good to see her warm up and jump in. Valiant played with Baby K on the floor (yes, on a blanket) and was, as always, smitten. Having said that, both kids headed for the hills when I discovered a poopy diaper! Hey, what can I say? They're kids!



P.S. Happy St. Patrick's Day! Kiss me, I'm Irish! (Duh! My name is Erin!)