Luck of the Irish

Her first St. Patrick’s Day? Done. Celebrated in true girly style . . .

Not only did she make sure that she was well-dressed, but she also helped her dad out.

She did fine tying the knot, but then had a little trouble actually getting it off.

Aahhhh.  Finally.

Then of course she had to make sure it was on right for Dad.

Once Dad was approved, it was time for her fifty laps around the bed.

Which ended in getting mad because her attempts at launching herself off the bed were continually thwarted by Mom.  Damn Mom.

But no problem–as always, the iPhone solves everything.

No toy is nearly as entertaining, or even drool-inducing, as the iPhone.  Go figure.

Of course, Mom isn’t such a huge fan of the whole chewing-on-the-phone thing, so a quick switcheroo was finagled.

Do you think she noticed?

So there it is–Mini B’s Irish parade on Mom & Dad’s bed.  Oh, and just for kicks, here’s an almost-decent shot of Mini B’s current mouth full of chompers . . .

Oh, and I have to conclude with a little shout-out to Auntie E for keeping Mini Bunches always attired in the most up-to-date tutus.  Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you! 🙂