We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Perhaps my greatest regret in life is that I am not Irish. I was reminded of this the other night when Micah and I went to Dublin’s Irish Festival with Micah’s friend Danielle (and without Simon!). Besides the fact that is was deathly hot and humid (you’d think I would be used to it by now . . .), and we couldn’t stop wondering how Simon was getting along with Grandma Heiselt, it was awesome. After spending a few hours walking around among the Irish, we have decided to make a few changes in our lives.
First, we have to get Micah a leprechaun suit. He will be using it often to spread good luck and Irish cheer at the many Irish festivals we will be traveling to as part of our new lifestyle. When he is not wearing his leprechaun suit, he will wear a kilt, but not a plaid one. Those are so out of style.
While he is wearing kilts and spreading the luck of the Irish, I will be practicing dancing a jig. I hope one day to be worthy to wear one of those nice Irish dancing dresses with the little cape in the back. If I’m lucky it will have a lot of sequins. Also, I will wear my hair in a thousand little ringlets. Or maybe I’ll just buy a wig.
Simon’s job will be to learn to play various instruments, especially the bagpipes. He will also have to work on his Irish accent a bit because he is going to be the one making all of the money when he takes over for the bagpipe-playing Canuck in Gaelic Storm . He’s going to make lots of money for us by doing this because people love Gaelic Storm at Irish festivals.
*Sigh* Wouldn’t it be great to be Irish?
Micah in a leprechaun suit… hmmm didn’t he dress up as a hobbit once with Alan Wilson?
Funny that for a long time I wished I were Irish too. For me the appeal is more in the music and the choice of color.
Nope. Alan was the only hobbit. We talked him into doing it because he has really hairy feet.
I’m a little Irish! Cool language, cool culture, what’s not to like about Irishy stuff?
I am glad you had fun. You’ll have to come again. I went on Saturday night and it was just as fun. It’s ashame you couldn’t be there then also as the really good Irish dancing group performed. There was a 10-year-old who was awesome, you can surely do just as well Lizzie. It was great to see you guys!
Hey Bud nice leprechaun suit!… I was wondering where or how u got the suit and could u email me ne info on where i could get one like it, Plz and Thank You.
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