HAPPY ST PATRICK'S DAY to the WORLD! HAPPY WAR!

This St. Patrick's day... It's the first one in my life. I'm young - 4 months and 17 days old, I have some Irish blood - from my father, and I'd like to celebrate!

But we live in Kiev, Ukraine... Imagine! Nobody gives a fuck about St. Patrick here today! They are all preparing for WAR! What is it? Some Slavic holiday? Is it fun? Mom and Dad won't tell me. They only whisper this word at night before going to bed and discuss their dreams about it in the morning...
Today my mama gave me this:

She made it the other day while I was fast asleep after a long yoga class. They call it an OBEREG (from the word DEFENSE)... I think it's a present? Maybe Mama's superstitious? Anyway I tried it - not very tasty but it looks nice. Thanks, mom! I know you love me.
Papa went to Lviv, (it's that beautiful city with nice people in Western Ukraine, I've been there) and now he is going to Poland with a friend- another American living in Ukraine .. They need to go out from the country every 3 months not to break some boring law or something. I bet it's interesting what they are doing.. Dad went without us (me and mom) because I don't have any citizenship and it means that I can't cross any borders and my mom is just Russian which is almost a shame to be right now, at least in this country.. And she doesn't have a schengen visa.

But it didn't stop us from having some adventures too! So how did we spend this fun Irish day? We went to a Ukrainian military town by mommies Russian car!
It was a very nice trip - we helped 3 people on the way by giving them a ride. One of them was a babushka (an old lady) smelling like a homeless, her back hurted, she hardly could walk... she was so touched that mom didn't take her 5 grivnas (50 cents) for the ride that decided to share her story with us: "Oh, daughter! I have such a big trouble in my life! I live with my grand daughter and she has tuberculosis"... - very nice.. good thing that I already had my shots. And we had to go through a big snow storm on our way back... But everything else was great! We were visiting our friend's parents. His father is military, his younger brother is military too. The brother is on the border with Crimea already which is a secret from the parents yet... These Slavs have a lot of superstitions.. I guess it includes me too actually...
At the entrance to the town 2 guys with automatic guns were checking suspicious cars, ours was one of them of course. Mom opened the trunk - we have summer tires there. They looked inside - "From Maidan? or on your way there?" - Ukrainian revolution humor, I don't blame you if you can't understand..
HAPPY ST PATRICK'S DAY to the WORLD! HAPPY WAR!

Your lovely baby Rita

P.S. I hope I'll be in the dreams of my daddy this night instead of that holiday... He is in mine already!