We really do have some Irish blood in us. My mom is a McDermott and her ancestors came from Ireland. When I was visiting Ireland, it was neat seeing the McDermott name around. Ireland is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. As we were on a train to Dingle, there were green rolling hills with sheep grazing and even a rainbow. It was postcard worthy in every direction.
Mr. Boy cracks me up. He wouldn't open his eyes. I guess he was tired of getting kissed. Miss ZoZo has no interest in the camera and it's rare to get a picture of her smiling.