To me, Ireland isn’t a place. Ireland is a dear friend.
And since our friendship will be interrupted by the devastating reality of attending separate schools for kindergarten, mom made good on a promise to have a fun day with Ireland before summer’s end.
So, we found a Friday in early August to tour the UW-La Crosse campus, run throughout the Children’s museum, indulge in an intimate back-seat Taco Bell snack, and explore every corner of Ireland’s house.
We played like there was no tomorrow… just in case.