Here we go again, my 97th St. Paddy's day, or thereabouts. At least it feels like it. Here I am at work, and in person, which is pretty cool, even occasionally rocking the bowler that Camille was totally interested in this morning:
"My hat, daddy! My hat, da-dee! MY hat, daddy!!"
It was a cute moment in the morning. Happy St. Patrick's Day! Maybe I'll have something interesting to say later.
I know someone who would love a picture of Ms. Camille in Da-Dee's hat... just saying.... maybe her big brother too.....
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