- St. Pat's ...#ftw ...again! -

I'm only actually 25% Irish [or maybe more like 29%, because #meltingpot], but everyone who knows me knows St. Patrick's Day is easily one of my favorite days of the year as evidenced by: 

- 2013!
- 2014! 
- 2015!  [Haha...]
- 2016!
- annnnd 2017!

Phew! 

I've been having mild anxiety about St. Pat's twenty-eighteen since the day [long ago, btw] that Brian added "St. Louis Supercross: all-day" to March 17th on our shared iCalendar ...because anyone who knows my husband knows NOTHING stands in the way of him and Supercross/motorcycles/all things racing. So pardon my French Irish attitude, but WHAT THE FAK? Marriage may be all about compromise, but I was 99.9% sure I wasn't about to win this one. Humph. 

However! Long story made short and to my very happy surprise, the Dogtown parade was bumped up to 10am this year and so! Party emoji! Party emoji! Party emoji! Brian didn't go down without a small fight but eventually agreed to join Harp and me at the parade [.....IF he could be dropped off at the Dome by 12:30pm sharp], so we packed up the car and didn't look back! 

Hello, Dogtown!

The weather was a cloudy and windy 48-degrees, so we left Scarlett home to snuggle Grammy for a couple hours.

It was pretty chilly, but Harper absolutely loved watching the floats ...and clapping to the Irish music ...and catching bead necklaces ...and staring/pointing at all the green-haired old men and drunk leprechauns side-kicking through the streets. This girl is her momma's daughter!

At 12:20pm [with ten bonus minutes gained!], we dropped Daddy off to salivate over Supercross practice and headed home to check on Grammy and Scarlett. They seemed to be getting along just fine... ;)

Papa met up with us after he finished the St. Patrick's Day run downtown ...just in time for Mass followed by Mexican! [Who cares if we're Irish, we still love a good margarita!]

It turns out that I mayyyybe fretted over Supercross for no reason, because St. Pat's 2018 definitely did not disappoint!!!

Slainte!