My View of St. Patty's Day

St. Patty's Day is always a big day here in the city of Chicago. I mean we dye our river green for Pete's sake. But when St. Patty's Day falls on a Saturday and that Saturday is 80 degrees, everyone (and I do mean EVERYONE) is out celebrating.

Here are a few pictures of my day of celebrating (beginning with a ridiculously delicious brunch).

To sum up breakfast, beer, food, friends and festivities. 

My Birthday Boy

I mean really. I don't know what to say.

Joseph Walter was due to be born on my birthday, so before I met him, I already knew he was going to be my kind of kid. However he wasn't born on my birthday. He decided he needed a few more days before making his grand entrance. I met him about a month later to catch him in all his newborn glory, and he did not disappoint.