"Hey Mom, where the Irish go?" asks Emma Sage
"They went home. Where do you think home is?" I reply, questioning her to keep her dialog going....
"They go home to Italy?" answers Emma Sage
Laughing I say, "No, not Italy" [[Emma Sage has a thing for Italy since her Daddy has been there twice this year for extended periods of time]]
"They went home to Ireland, that is why they are Irish" I continue,,,,
"Oh, they go home to Irish" Emma Sage proudly explains,,,
And I just smile and delight in this sweet little girl.