A plate of green

"I don't do green," said a little boy in Maddie's class this morning. "I'm like my Dad. We don't do green food."

Maddie did do green food. Not broccoli, but grapes, green pepper and celery got the thumbs up. All in honour of St Patrick's Day which, as a fellow Brit pointed out, is actually called St Patty's Day around here because they don't pronounce their 'd's properly. It's like some weird inverse of the glottal stop with t sounds appearing where they've business being at all.