A boy and his (Irish) dog

This is my big St. Pat's post. I spent the bulk of yesterday in the ER with a baby with a fever of 102. So let's make do with an introduction to the lowest member on the Crafty Ave hierarchy.

Meet our Irish Setter, Blarney.

I even spruced him up last week for St. Patrick's Day and his big interweb debut...

The pre- fever plan was to transform this gem into something for Loo to wear today...

 

I'm still on the fence as to whether that would have been hilarious or slightly totally inappropriate for a two year old.

Instead here's some of their recent interactions.

Loo:     He's snoring. Blarney's trying to sleep. Blarney do you wanna go night night?

            (Blarney was growling out the window at the neighbours.)

Loo:     Blarney tooted Mom. He said 'boop boop'.

and then the another day...

Loo:     What's that sound? Blarney you tooted. Do you need to sit on potty?

Today I'm following Beri around with a thermometer, baby Tylenol and baby Advil. Tonight we'll either be back to the doctor or I'll be sewing. I've got my fingers crossed for the latter.