Welcome to 7:30am on St Patty's Day. What--you don't play the recorder and sweep the fireplace before 8am? (yes, that is a fireplace brush in Felix's grip)
I'm not Irish. Maybe that's why my one son looks more like a bum itching for an old Target shopping cart to push around the streets of downtown Atlanta. And at 7:30am in the morning, there is no chance of capturing good pictures of my family.
Perhaps I was hoping the outfit would detract from his collar that would be administered later in the day.
Wait--you still call it a collar?
The contest is still on! We've received tons of suggestions, and Eric and I are narrowing it down to our favorite.
And yes. I will be giving something away to the winner. But it will probably be determined by who the winner is...think of it as custom giving.
And just to get you even more excited, this spirit of giving has gotten the best of me, and I think soon it is time to have an OFFICIAL giveaway. Like, the kind you drop your name in the hat to get some artsy fartsy item.
Oh, yeah...it's coming.