Tell Me Thursday: Our little leprechaun

The background story behind my Wordless Wednesday post yesterday is pretty self-explantory.  Being partially of Irish decent, the celebration of St. Patrick’s Day was a big thing in our house growing up.  Since it was our little man’s first St. Patrick’s Day my wife’s mother sent this shirt as a gift for him, which basically represents my father’s side of my family background – Italian and Irish.

 The other thing I love about this picture is how he is constantly rubbing his tongue over the little tooth nub that broke through last week.  He has been obsessed with this new object in his mouth and we are not sure if he thinks that if he works at it enough it will go away or if he is just trying to get used to it.  Either way, to me, his little expression is priceless.  Not that I’m biased or anything