Like my dog, I'm a mutt. I am Irish, Scottish, English, Welsh, German, Dutch, and Polish. Unfortunately, I didn't come from a family that celebrated it's heritage much. My father and I are proud Scots. We sport the Sutherland tartan on occasion and enjoy listening to the bagpipes, but that's pretty much where it ends. In high school and college, I connected more my Irish descent. When visiting Ireland, there was something about it that called to me. It felt as though it was where I belonged. Because of this feeling, I'm raising proud Irish children. We go all out on St. Patrick's Day and show our Irish pride all year round. Yet, we don't neglect discussing the other parts of our heritage with our children. I'm pretty sure our children couldn't rattle off all the different nationalities of their past, but they are proud of who they are, and that is equally important as being proud of where you came from.