Irish

“The Irish - Be they kings, or poets, or farmers, They're a people of great worth, They keep company with the angels, And bring a bit of heaven here to earth” - Irish saying


Here's where I admit that I am in no way Irish.  I have an Irish sister in law, and my nephew goes to a school that teaches Gaelic and English, but no Irish blood - that I know of - runs through my veins.


But Maeve is.  Her daddy's side of the family, and hence our very Irish surname, immigrated to the US before it was a separate country from England, before, believe it or not, the Potato Famine.  Maeve is an 11th generation Irish-American. 


We chose an Irish name for her, although spelled it American-style to make her life easier, because we think that heritage is pretty darned cool.  So today is a fun day for our family.  


I don't make colcannon or soda bread, we don't drink *shudder* green beer or go march in any parades.  But we're proud to be a family with Irish heritage, and my husband will drink a Guiness tonight while I have St. Brendan's in my hot cocoa.  When we didn't have Maeve, we used to watch Boondock Saints for Saint Patrick's Day, but this year we'll probably just watch some How I Met Your Mother after Maeve goes to bed. But we're proud to be who we are.

Éirinn go Brách