All grown up!

I'm into the 2nd week of my internship at this place. It's a large law firm in downtown Minneapolis. I have to admit - I was more afraid of the commute and driving in the city than I was of the actual internship itself. And more gut-churning than the commute and driving in the city was thinking about the kids in daycare. Would they be okay? Would the teacher be able to read Natalie's cues and pick up on what she needed? Would they eat enough? Did I pack enough? Would they act all crazy and be labeled as 'those' kids? Would Mason have to poop and would they help him wipe his butt? SERIOUSLY. This was what was consuming me in the days leading up to my internship. Trust me...I got a life and got over it.

I'm enjoying my grown-up job with it's grown-up commute in my grown-up clothes. I feel responsible, important, intelligent - oh, and did I mention grown-up? I have my own office and a legal administrative assistant (they are not secretaries - do not make the mistake of calling them that unless you want spit in your coffee). People smile, they don't complain about their job, it doesn't reek like sickness, and the only butt I'm wipin' is my own!