I think I am one of the few New Orleanians who is not the least bit Irish. That is to say, I do not think I am Irish at all. It does not really matter though, because on March 17th we are all Irish, at least that is what "they" say.
Here are a few pictures of the kiddos and Christian pretending to be Irish on Saturday. Sadly, we missed out on the bars of Irish Spring and heads of cabbage: