A St. Patty's First

St. Patrick's Day is strange to me. Why do we even celebrate it? Why do we wear green? Seriously, what is the big deal? I really don't get it. Every year St. Patrick's Day is pretty uneventful, however, this year we just happened to go to a Jazz game. Claire's very FIRST basketball game. I told her where we were going early that evening and she would not stop talking about it. "Ba Ba?!" "Ba Ba?!" She talked about it all night. I couldn't believe how much she enjoyed it. All of the people, the loud music, the "buh" (bear), the popcorn, the blimp, and the dancers; she loved it all! I used to be a Jazz fan until a few years ago and now I don't even know the coach's name. Kind of pathetic. I really wasn't looking forward to going to the game since I refuse to watch them on TV, but Claire made it a blast! Honestly, I can't wait to take her again.

Below is a video of her baby "dancing"; something she LOVES to make her do: