From my cranky kid, who is at least a quarter Irish. Well, maybe 1/8 if you count all the stuff that makes up her mom. Who isn't Irish at all, really. The Irish comes from her dad. I'm like German, Hungarian, Italian, Polish, your average American mutt.
Anyway, may the luck of the Irish be with you today. Don't drink green beer, your poop will be an ungodly color.