Today he's a little Irish.

"Kiss me I'm Irish!" I told the Pupu that and he laughed. Who knows...maybe there's just a touch in my bloodline. You never know! If red hair denotes someone being Irish (and I know it doesn't!), then I am. Many of my Great Aunts had red hair and green eyes. If I don't process my own hair, the sun brings out the red highlights. And, the Pupu has one, just ONE, red hair in his mustache. And of course I have to kiss him...Irish or not!