Kiss Me, I'm Crazy

My grandma is Irish, which makes me 1/4 Irish, which makes Mason 1/8 Irish (I think) so we started off the day with the typical breakfast of Ireland:


Yep, green yogurt. I don't know, it sounded like a good idea at seven thirty this morning.

I've been trying all day to get a cute, smiley picture of him in his "Kiss me, I'm Irish" shirt so I can send it to my grandma. Unfortunately, Mason's too busy doing this:

And (oh my gosh!) this:

And whatever he's doing here:

Oh well. Happy St. Patrick's Day! ♣