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!

It's her birthday and she'll cry if she wants to...

Natalie turned 1-yr. old on June 28th. I know everybody says this, but I really mean it - I can't believe how fast the year went by! It seems like just yesterday that we brought her home from the hospital. God has truly blessed us with this little one...with BOTH of our little ones. Thank you, Lord!

Chad's mom and his aunt Tina drove over from Madison. We had a (very) small 'party'. It was a party in the sense that there was cake, ice cream and a couple of gifts, but unless you call Chad spending half of the day installing a toilet and then working on his mom's car and Mary and Tina getting pulled over for speeding and then not being able to start the car in the middle of nowhere a party, well... then, I feel veeerrrry sorry for you!
To top it all off, the girl was miserable for most of the day (and has been since she was sent home from daycare on Wednesday afternoon). Poor thing! She cried a lot that day - not typical of our NattyKat who's usually laughing all the time and full of smiles. She did, however, enjoy her cake that Mason made for her with help from Mom.