Took Finley down to the Kerry Cottage, in Maplewood, MO (suburb of STL), this last Sunday to see a special someone for the holidays.

He wasn't quite brave enough to sit in the Irish Santa's lap (apparently "Irish Santa" just means a green suit, as opposed to a red one, and not a higher level of inebriation like I first suspected), but he got pretty close...



Then he got to run around the store a bit (it was an Irish import store; we kept him out of the Waterford Crystal section)...



He made his dad proud here, going for the soccer ball (I've been carrying my cleats around with me for years, hoping to be able to some day use them to play soccer with my son). He kicked it around the store the rest of the time we were there (he's REALLY quite good for being just 16 months old). And yeah, one came home with us for someone's Christmas present...



And he gave answer to the age-old question, "What does a baby wear under his kilt?"



(Ok, you can't see it, but it's a grey Star Wars onesie.)