ToP O' ThE MoRnInG To YoU

I tried to rise a little early this morning to make a fun St. Patty's breakfast. We had green pancakes and milk.

The boys were very excited to see the pancakes, but not so excited to eat them. They kept waiting for the other to take a bite. Cy, always the optimist, was telling Cole that they taste exactly the same...all the while not taking a bite. They were just fine. Cole's pre-school has a leprechaun that visits, makes a mess and leaves some treats and Cy was looking for a leprechaun of their own in his class. Cy kept talking in "Irish" as he called it. Saying "good morning Laddy!"

I had almost forgotten about this, a couple of weeks ago while Nolan was having his nightly gab fest with Cy before bed, he mentioned that Cy was part Irish and Cy almost started to cry!?! When Nolan asked what's the problem was Cy saidthat he did not want to talk "funny," and again gave us his best Irish accent. Funny kid. Today he was much happier about it - excited to tell all of his friends just how Irish he was.

Happy St. Patrick's Day to All!!

“May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.”