It's good to be Irish

There's no doubt that Irish people take pride in their heritage.  In fact, I'm not sure that there are too many other cultures who have festivals where people who are not of that background show up anyway, just to enjoy the party.  And I like that about us.

We went to the Irish festival in Annapolis last weekend and just as I suspected, we wouldn't need to spend too much time in the kids' area because Niall would be hanging out in front of the music stage, pumping his fists like always. 

Niall has become an adamant fist pumper when it comes to any kind of music-- oldies, rock, Lady Gaga, even daddy's depressing death music (Alice in Chains, Seether, Tool), and you better believe you're gonna get an angry fist pump if the CD ends and you don't put something else on fast enough.

So I knew a good electric fiddle would get a good response from him.  The moon bounce just didn't compare, especially when he got jumped on by a 5 year old.  I know, you have to be blind to not see that coming.  But we had to give it a try, right?

But I gotta tell you, it was HOT as the dickens.  This poor boy only stayed in his stroller for about 10 minutes of the whole day- just for getting from Point A to Point B.  And it looked like I left him in the car with the windows up and went grocery shopping for the month.  Look at the progression... in the stroller:

After the stroller:

Not sure if cotton candy was the best solution here, but Aunt Mary Lou couldn't resist ;)

Despite all the sweat and tears (and possibly some blood), it was so worth it!

Niall loves your votes!