Belated Happy St. Patrick's Day

(So this is late, but Mason has been keeping us pretty busy.)

When his Grandpa Tom and Grandma Hollie went to Ireland a few years ago, they bought the still-enwombed Mason a wool Irish hat.

He's finally big enough to wear it, so when it was warm two weeks ago we thought he could wear it on a walk. Unfortunately, Mason no longer wants to wear hats, just play "Mason's hat." We got a few pictures before the hat was removed. (You may notice I am holding his hands down.)

We ended up at a bar to watch some basketball. Mason had his first bar food (sweet potato chips). He liked them.