I am the daughter of Colleen O'Brien who is the daughter of a leprechaun named Thomas Patrick O'Brien. Yes, you read that right -- my grandfather was a real leprechaun -- and so is my Aunt Cate! That explains a lot about why I'm so wacky. And just for the record, I'm the most normal one of the clan!
It's no surprise that in our family we celebrate Saint Patrick's Day with more fanfare and green glitter than Christmas, Easter and the fourth of July, all rolled into one. We start getting the house decorated right after Christmas, hanging on for dear life to anything green that's leftover and start adding to it each day. By the first of March, the house, garden and even the inside of the refrigerator reflects a thousand shades of what our family considers the one and only true color on the face of the planet. And heaven forbid any of us should wear anything other than green. Simply unspeakable!
|My mom, (tallest) with my Aunties|
So go ahead, blow me a kiss...I'm Irish!
As a quick side note....
|My daughter with her baby...wearing the green!|
As most of you know, none of my five children are my biological offspring. Regardless, through their upbringing, they share my Irish roots. And with loving arms, they all embrace it. Like my mother before me, each of my daughters wear on their finger, a Claddagh ring, which stands for love, loyalty and undying friendship. Each ring is identical to the one I have worn for over 40 years. Even my daughters-in-law wear them as tribute to their husbands.
The artwork and stories that are part of my Celticcollection pay tribute to the traditions of my heritage. Each of my children will have one this year to remind them that they are, in part, who they are because I am who I am. Irish or not, take a moment to click through to see and read the fun Celtic themed gifts my kids and Grandkids will get this year.