Oh the time of year when mom decides to dress us up in clothing that not only has nothing to do with our heritage, but also fits us not, is upon us! Nothing stops that woman when she puts her mind to it. You may recognize these shirts from a previous year? Yes she put us into them again. Snaps left unsnapped. Bellies left exposed... all for the cause! Even Dominic had to suffer through being placed in a slightly too large (shocking but true, not for long!) onesie that had something suspiciously resembling chocolate milk but most certainly could not have been chocolate milk stained on it.
Anyways. Here we are. Freshly bathed and squeezed into too small clothes like an odd green colored Italian sausage.
Sigh.
So in order to regain control of the situation we all made sure to not look at the camera simultaneously. Or to sit up right. Or to be evenly spaced. You get the idea. It's all about nonconformity
Well Irish or not, everyone have a happy Saint Patrick's Day weekend!
