Keepin' up with the DePolo's: Luck of the Non-Irish...

It's here again (I'm a day early), the day where we all have an excuse to drink and celebrate being Irish, or not so Irish, or we're Scottish and Welsh and that's close enough to being Irish, right? For the record, people always think Dave and I are Irish. So it works. And we've produced two fair skinned boys who may or may not inherit our freckles. I guess only time will tell. No one in the family has inherited the bright red hair that Dave's Mom, her sister and Dave's Grandma have. There's 11 kids/grandkids that could have inherited it and not a one has red hair. Oh, except for Dave's beard, which is randomly red.

Last year at this time, we were sitting in the front yard in short sleeves. We already had 3 days that hit 70 (very rare, but it made my maternity leave glorious). This year, we're going to have some snow showers today and I just heard the meteorologist say something about feeling like 30 outside. You never know what's going to happen around this place. Mother Nature keeps us on our toes.

The boys had their St. Patty's day parties at school yesterday and I dressed them alike in Ninja Turtle shirts. I don't dress them alike too often, but when one gets a Ninja Turtle shirt, the coolness factor of the other shirts doesn't compare in a little boys eyes, so they both got one. Tyler came home and said "I ate broccoli and green beans at lunch. They were good." You think he will ever eat this stuff at home? Not a chance. Peer pressure is great sometimes. He also came home last week after his green eggs and ham breakfast at school and said "Mom, I love green eggs. I just don't like regular color eggs." Go figure. All I need is some green dye.

I interupt this post to say a fox just greeted me at the back door. And there's a coyote in the neighborhood. This makes a certain 3 year old boy think he's one of the Wild Kratt brothers, I just asked he says he's Chris. He looks for animals out the window as if it was his job.

Before we get to pictures, I forgot to mention one important moment from last weekend when Dave was away. We were playing outside and Tyler decided to take some rocks off our neighbors garden rock wall. While I was putting the rocks back he ran up to the next neighbors house and swung a bat at their hanging frog bird feeder as if it was a pinata. The bat was apparently laying beneath the feeder and he thought something would come out of the frog. He came running back through the yards with the look of fear on his face saying "I broke it." Off we went to apologize to Ms. Patty for taking the bat to her frog. He knocked on her door, told her he was sorry and even said "We'll buy you a new one" and that was without my prompting. He kindly asked her to put the bat somewhere else so he wouldn't be confused next time. Ms. Patty had to turn her head she was laughing so hard. Thank goodness for the neighbors we have. They really are the best.

Zac in the cup on my head is super duper funny series...