A few weeks ago, my darling little 5 year old was playing with a friend. They were in my piano room and I was in the next room. I heard my kiddo say, “We’re not Irish.”
But, it’s a weird thing to say. Especially when it’s completely out of the blue like it was. I chuckled to myself and thought, “Okay, I guess he’s the son of a genealogist.”
Then he said, “So we just decorate for Easter.”
Then I got it.
He was basically explaining to his little pal, who could not have cared less, why we didn’t have any St. Patrick’s Day decorations up, but we did have Easter decorations up. Not lots, just those little window clings.
It was only the week before that my kiddo was at a different friend’s house where there was lots of St. Patrick’s Day decor. When we left he said we should decorate for St. Patrick’s Day and out of laziness I replied, “Well, we’re not Irish, so we just decorate for Easter.”
My words came right back to me.
But for a brief moment I thought my little 5 year old cared about his ethnicity estimates.
Maybe one day!
Happy Tuesday – I hope you make a great, or at least amusing, genealogy discovery today!
ps – Won’t it be funny if my ethnicity estimates show that I am a wee bit Irish?