There are a couple of possible explanations:
- She realized how hard mommy worked knitting that cute sweater and how adorable it was; or
- I bribed her with an outdoor photoshoot (despite the cool temps) and she decided she liked it enough to be able to go outside.
Along with the felt shamrock clippie I made her on Saturday, it made a very festive Iowish girl.
In my head, I thought we'd go downtown for a late lunch/early dinner at one of the loosely-Irish-themed bars. This was probably a pipe dream, because the temperatures were significantly cooler than last year and I'm sure those places were crowded. But then Scout got a fever, and we ordered in instead.