It wouldn't be St. Patrick's Day without...

...our annual End-of-the-Rainbow parfaits.

It also wouldn't be a normal day for Mallory if I didn't spend the time to make her one and then have her refuse to eat a single bite of it.

Don't worry though... I drowned my sorrows in a Shamrock Shake, and I feel much better now.

It also wouldn't be St. Patrick's Day without a trip to the zoo, but that will have to wait for another time. I'm exhausted. I need a break from March Break.