I had big plans for St. Patrick's Day. With his reddish hair, twinkling eyes, and slightly crazed looking grin, I think Henry may be an actual leprechaun. I was going to dress Henry as a little leprechaun, but my quick search for infant leprechaun costumes turned up nothing but a somewhat inappropriate leprechaun costume for a toddler girl. The toddler costume resembled a tiny saloon girl covered in green satin shamrocks as opposed to a leprechaun. Then, I thought I would dress Henry up as an little Irish Man. Or rather, I planned on dressing Henry as I want Irishmen to dress - like characters from The Quiet Man. I searched for a wool cap and a cable knit sweater, but, you know, wool clothes are slightly unseasonal for mid-March in Florida. Fortunately for Henry, Abuelita sent him a special onesie to celebrate his first St. Patrick's Day with a matching bib. My Aunt Eileen also sent him a bib to mark the occasion. Thus, Henry was spared the humiliation of being dressed as an enchanted creature on a day other than Halloween and spared the discomfort of wool in 80 degree weather. Sadly, the luck of the Irish wasn't on our side this week. Henry developed another infection, and the only people to see Henry in his holiday splendor was the staff at the pediatrician's office. In the picture above, he is wearing his St. Patrick's onesie and one of his St. Patrick's bibs. Since Henry goes through many bibs a day, he had the opportunity to wear both of his celebratory bibs.
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