But lucky for us, Norman takes St. Patrick's Day pretty seriously. They kicked off festivities early and we participated with an abundance of enthusiasm. Brats, queso, Irish car bombs, Guiness, "The Sooner Sandwich," temporary tattoos, pictures taken with a little person and some last minute hair cuts at the local barber. Andrew and Kevin got their ears lowered and Ty had his queso-catchall shaved into some seriously amazing mutton chops. 

And as if we weren't already having the time of our lives, the phone rang with news that the repair that was being made on the van wasn't actually the repair that needed to be made. And they had stopped the presses soon after we left for St. Paddy's day 2010. We had basically been wasting our afternoon while the mechanic hoped we'd maybe stop by again. The repair that indeed needed to be made was going to take upwards of 7 days unless we wanted to take a risk and get the bare minimum worked on. This would take 40 minutes. We went with the latter.