I love St. Patrick's Day or what I'm now calling Family Day. Every year we go to the same places with the same people and just spend the whole night being awesome.
We listened to some band outside of Chileno's for a while and then went to Tapwerks and in less than 20 minutes the wind picked up and almost froze us to death. We took advantage of someone's maternity pictures though. We tried to move the boxes of trash but The Godfather said to leave them...it added to the ambiance. You don't argue with The Godfather.
I love spending time with these five people. They are family in every sense of the word. I'm so lucky to have them in my life. I love how they care about each other, about me and about my daughter. I love that they let me act a fool for hours. They indulge me, pick on me, lift me up and make me feel so special. We have a bond that I know with 100% certainty that will never be broken.
Family Day...it's what life is about.