This is Gavin’s second St. Patrick’s Day!  Last year, at this time he was -1 month old for the St. Patty’s Day Parade.  His view of the parade was something akin to this:

A Worm's Eye View of St. Patty's Day Parade 2011

This year was the first time in recent memory that it rained (Albert Hammond lied. It does rain here.) on St. Patty’s Day.  The weather was chilly (in the 50’s) as well.  Let’s just say that Worm was probably wishing for warmth and coziness of the previous year.



He weathered the storm long enough to drink a Guinness and see a few leprechauns!

Want to see my lucky charms?

And when the water fell from the sky, we southern Californians thought it was a sign of the apocalypse…and ran for cover.  But, we couldn’t leave  without making Worm relive some of the fondness of the previous year’s parade.  So we stuffed the Worm in Daddy’s utero and he fell asleep.

Daddy, Your Womb is Almost as Cozy as Mommy's. Almost.


Happy St. Patty’s Day!