had to add...

After posting the previous blog I went to check on my husband who was carrying furniture up into the attic....

Yep, he's wearing my Halloween cape. Anything for a good laugh- that's my husband! Gosh, I love that man :)

quick update!

I had a few moments to spare before tackling the MOUNTAINS of laundry in the house! Here are several pictures (out of order b/c it takes to long to think about uploading them chronologically- sorry!). To see a before shot, look at previous posts. Carter's hair was long. Too long. Last night Sean cut it, and I have to say it's one of the best haircuts Carter has ever had! My little BOY is back!! Here are some pictures I took of him this morning before school with his new haircut :)

Yah, he poses like this all on his own, haha..

We carved pumpkins this week at Aunt Anease and Uncle Jimmy's house!

26.5 weeks, and not dressed so hot.. hey, we were carving pumpkins ;)

Book Character Parade Day at school starring Wolverine!

Super Mrs. Stevenson at Legacy Prep! (My whole class dressed

as superheroes and my room mom made me this!)

Picture from our last ultrasound on 9/10- about 19 weeks.

The baby is approximately 2lbs right now and seems to always be active. Seriously, I wonder sometimes if she sleeps. She looks completely different from the last ultrasound picture I'm sure, as she's put on more fat under that thin skin that was pictured above. As she grows and I grow, we're all getting more and more excited. Every little movement makes it more and more of a reality- there's a real baby girl in there! I go back to the dr. next Friday for the tasty glucose screening, then I'll start going back every two weeks! I can't believe we're at that point already- time is flying by. Sean has felt like we have all the time in the world (is he a guy?:), but I finally convinced him that I do not have all the time in the world. I have 13 weekends until there's a baby in my house- and that's if she comes right on time, not a day early. My weekends are already filled with soccer, church, and birthday parties, so I need all the time I can get to prepare for baby! I think our little talk worked. He's cleaning out the nursery right this very minute :)

Have a fun, safe Halloween weekend! I hope all the mommies get all the candy they wish for! :)

Grease, anyone?

Carter attended the first grade sock-hop last night, and I may have had more fun getting him dressed than any of the kids had all night at the event! Grease is one of my all-time favorite movies. I could watch it any time and sing along with every song, quote most of the dialogue- and it never gets old. Thanks, Dad, for getting me hooked back in the 6th grade and letting me sport the ribbons in my hair! :) Here is my little Kenickie..

"Go Greased Lightnin'!" (If you know the movie, you know this dance!)

In other news, I receive the worst blogger award. And yes, it's self-awarded. I would love to spend just 30 minutes every few days posting pictures (especially since my husband bought me a fun, fantastic big girl camera!) and keeping everyone updated, but I seriously don't have it. And I'm not one of those people who say they're busy but make time for their favorite show- I don't even watch tv- and I've only sat on our new couch that we've had for 2 wks TWICE, and once I was grading papers, so that shouldn't even count, haha. Anyways, I'm going to try to aim for a once-a-week update.

So here's what I look like. Well, this picture was actually taken 2 weeks ago, but I haven't changed too much. We're 25 weeks along today! Time is flyin' and I'm starting to get a little nervous. I haven't done a thing, really. But that's what I plan on spending Thanksgiving and Christmas break doing :) Here are some other pictures I've taken recently that I like!

me and baby, 23 weeks

Carter's first game last week. He's so good this season, and aggressive!

He scored 3 goals. He scored 2 at this morning's game, too!

Victory!

My precious little niece with Granna :)

We've been playing a lot of sports lately. Carter has even changed his future career to a NFL player- yikes!

Carter could pass for their kid, huh? My brother is so lucky to look like me! :)

Hi! My name is Kristin, and...

can you tell I started working full time? I've been totally MIA from friends and family through almost every type of conversation portal, especially here! So sorry :) Let's catch up!

We haven't been to the doctor since the last picture I posted, but we do go this Friday. We'll be having our 20 week anatomy check to make sure all her parts are there and growing like they should. Then we won't see her again for a while- till she's almost ready to come out! Kinda makes me sad. It's SO much fun to watch her move around during an ultrasound- it makes it all so real. We may have to break down and pay for a 4D ultrasound in a few weeks :) No name for her yet, though I think we're making progress. Maybe too much- I have a sheet of notebook paper covered with names. We'll start narrowing it down- plenty of time, right? ;)

On to the firstborn! Carter just finished his second full week of 1st grade. He LOVES his teacher, and the whole 1st grade experience in general. Makes it so much easier to drop your kid off at school each day when they love where they're going, right? I couldn't be happier. We convinced Carter to get, not a hairtcut but, a "trim" before school started. We let him go without one all summer because he really wanted to and, well, it was summer- who cares? But he got very attached to his shaggy mop. It's been two weeks and the mop is back. We may have to go a little shorter next time :) Here is Carter on his first day of school with his hair "trim."



I had my first official day of school, too! I had been working the couple weeks prior to school preparing for the big day- classroom, supplies, curriculum, etc. But nothing could have prepared me for parent-teacher night. Ugh. I was sweating, stuttering, had cotton mouth, thought I was going to pass out, and forgot half of what I intended to say. Terrible. But I don't think anyone noticed because they all still sent their kids to school to be with me, the babbling idiot, on the first day. Now that I've had two weeks with the kiddos, it's becoming easier. The first day was WILD. It took a couple days to get to know my kids' different personalities, how they learn best, what I need to do to get them to pay (and stay paying) attention. Teaching is a juggling act for sure- maybe more so than parenting, but only because you have more kids to juggle. Needless to say, at the end of the day, I am exhausted. Here are some pictures I took of my classroom on Meet the Teacher night, before the kids came in and tore up the room :)



My job at the college is in full swing, too. I am required to do a bit of running around- taking documents over to another building, getting professors books from the book room, and the very occasional (haha) run to the on-campus Luby's- BUT, for the most part I have projects that I work on at my desk. I love projects. They give me such a great feeling of self-satisfaction in the end. I put hours into something, have my boss write all over it what she wants me to add/change, then I edit it and proudly carry her the finished product. Mmm, I just got chills! Haha, kidding, but I do enjoy my job very much. Despite the long hours, no days off, losing almost all of my little social life, and never wanting to do a thing by the time I finally get home... which brings me to my next topic...

My husband. One day last week I got off work in time to pick up Carter from school, then I had a couple errands to run before going home. I told Sean what I was doing and that I'd see him when I got home, but he kept calling me for nonsense things while I was trying to get these things done. I was starting to get really frustrated the last time he called while I was checking out at the store- I told him "If you stop calling me and let me pay I could get home faster!" Home was my next destination. That was all he needed to know. My sweet husband was at the house trying to perfectly time a grand feast of a dinner. Chicken, sides, rolls, and drinks were all set on the table when I walked in the door. The house smelled marvelous, I was starving, and dinner was wonderful. And yes, I apologized for my slight attitude :)
Sean has actually been doing quite a bit of cooking since the sight/smell/thought of raw meat makes me ill. I'd say he's getting good at it, but he's actually been good at it- he just didn't do it often. I told him I'd stay pregnant forever if I didn't have to cook again. He said ok ;) On top of cooking on his days off, Sean's been keeping the house tidy. We've had several showings since putting our house on the market two weeks ago- a couple people have even come back for a second showing, so we'll see how it goes! We've seen a lot of houses that would give us more room for baby- and just more room overall- we're excited to go start looking. Sean started school this past week- one of those crazy high-level math courses. He tries to explain a problem to me and I try to explain that he's speaking a foreign language and I've been lost since the beginning. English is my thing- let's diagram a sentence!

Hope everyone's well! I'll try to find time Friday night to post updated pictures of little Miss baby Stevenson. Who knows, maybe we'll have a name by then! Eh, probably not.

Dear pizza and chocolate,

Our love affair must come to an end. Yes, it's true- we did have a great run. But things just aren't the way they used to be. The burning you've been causing in my chest here lately just isn't worth it. You get the satisfaction of adding calories and fat to my diet with your hot, steamy cheese and your rich, creamy cocoa, and, while I do still enjoy your aroma and flavor, I always end up at the medicine cabinet searching desperately for anything to make the pain go away. This isn't healthy. I need to think about me right now. I really am sorry, and I hope you understand. If you can find it in your heart to forgive me, I'll call you after February 1.

Kristin

I find great joy

in listening to my son's conversations with his friends. Today, it went like this:

Carter: "Ok, so fall like this (falls dramatically on the ground) and be like 'Oh, I'm hit! I'm hit!' and then I'll come and I'll be like 'Oh my gosh, you got shot!' and I'll try to help you up and get you to safety but I won't be able to so I'll call for help like 'Mayday, mayday (sp?).' Ok?"

Friend: "Ok."

Friend then falls on the ground: "UGH! I'm hit! I'm hit!"

Carter runs up: "Oh my gosh, you got shot!"

Carter pretend-struggles to help friend up: "Mayday, mayday, I can't get him up! Man down!"

Just like he said, it was. Carter planned out this whole dialogue and his friend just went with it. I was laughing quietly on the other side of the wall. What if the friend said "No, I don't want to say that" or, "No, you be the one to get shot!"?? I was kind of wishing Carter gave his friend a little choice in this dramatic play, but if the friend is cool with it all, then great. I do love to see Carter be such a creative little being, and a leader, too. I pray he grows both of these qualities and uses them to be a bold, inspiring witness for Christ.


Since I'm on Carter and I feel like I haven't bragged on him in a while, a good story seems appropriate. Earlier this week I was in my bathroom getting dressed and Carter was in there for a moment doing something. I grabbed my toothbrush and paste and was preparing to brush my teeth, when Carter asked me a question. "Mommy, are you tired of cleaning your bathroom sink?" I had just done some deep-cleaning of the house the day prior so I assumed he was reflecting on my hard work. I responded, "Well, it's not exactly fun, but it's just something you have to do. Yah, I guess I'd rather not have to do it as much." Immediately he responded with "Then you should get the Touch and Brush! It uses all of your toothpaste and gives you just the right amount, every time!" When I realized what was happening I almost choked on my toothpaste. He was repeating an infomercial, word for word. Classic Carter- see/hear/read something once and it's memorized, ready for recitation. I love that kid :)

Here's me and baby girl Stevenson at 16 weeks (today). I actually got dressed today for church and my sweet little neice's christening afterwards.

The score is evened!

I have a GIRL on my team! Someone to run with me as we escape the terrible sounds and smells of the boys! Someone to sit and watch me do my hair and put on makeup, like Carter watches Sean shave, mow the lawn, read- and pretty much everything else.

Look :)

Her sweet baby profile. I can't believe her legs are already curled up... is it crowded? Am I really that pregnant?She gave us a little wave right in the middle of the ultrasound. Talk about shedding some tears- it made me bawl! It's like she has a little personality, or she knew we were all staring at her... Gosh, I love her so much already :)
The little princess had no problem showing us her, uhem, "parts." Immodest thing; she definitely gets that from her daddy. ;)

So there you have it! We're now in the process of choosing a name. (Yes, Dad, we will have something for you to tell your friends. Just don't get too antsy- this may take a while! haha, love you!) We didn't realize it until now, but we both find boy names so much easier to like. Haha, that doesn't sound right. I have about three boy names that I would name my son in an instant, as does Sean. But girl names are harder. I've thought I had "the name" for years, but now that the time has come- I'm not so sure about it anymore! Can't sound too baby-ish because they won't be a baby girl forever, can't be too exotic or they'll mistaken for a... uhm, dancer? Is it a name they can grow into (and it's hard to picture your infant who hasn't even arrived yet as an adult with this possible name you've come up with!)? These name books you can get that are supposed to help you with suggestions just give me a headache. My attention is always brought to the craziest names, like Zelda, that I'm probably passing right over anything I would actually consider. I told Sean that if we just ask every person we know for some suggestions, that maybe ONE name out of all of those would just jump out at us! We'll see.

I haven't had a week this busy in a long time. Summer was spent being pretty lazy, or atleast doing everything at my own pace, but those days are OVER! And I'm not going to lie- I kinda like it :) I'm a freak in that sense. Like my mom, who I always claimed had some sort of disease that wouldn't let her STOP for just a minute to sit down, I like to be busy. I'm dead tired at the end of the day, but I love the feeling of what all I've accomplished. Last week I decorated my classroom, but I'm still waiting on little things like, oh, the furnniture. Haha, seriously- but the walls are done, and that's the hard part! This week I started teacher in-service. These are some long days, especially to the girl who likes to move. I've spent the majority of the past week sitting in a chair listening to policies and procedures. It's made me realize I need maternity pants. I can't pull this off anymore. haha..

On Monday I had the opportunity to interview with the Head Chair of Math and Education for a college in our area. She needed an administrative assistant to help her with class scheduling, textbook decisions, among some other things. Well, the interview went well, and she likes me enough to work with my schedule. Since I'm teaching Mondays, Wednesdays, and Friday afternoons, she allowed my schedule with her to be Tuesdays, Thurdays, and Friday mornings as needed. I will be crazy busy now with two jobs, but it's great. My ultimate goal is to be a college professor in Early Education, and this is the perfect foot in the door opportunity that I would be a fool to pass up.

It's amazing how God opens (and shuts) doors in order to give you just what you need. The events in my life just over this summer have been incredible proof of that. The trusting can be hard sometimes (especially for a control freak like me), but man it's so good when you do. I stand in awe every day!

hot wheels :)

The first time Sean took Carter out to teach him how to ride a bike like a real man (that is, without training wheels), it didn't go too well. Carter was only half-trying and didn't make much progress. He just wasn't ready. Well it's been a few months now and Sean decided to take Carter out again for a second attempt. I didn't follow them outside immediately- I thought if it was anything like last time I'd just be sitting there watching Carter topple over constantly. But, to my surprise, after 3 minutes of being outside Carter ran in screaming at the top of his lungs "Mommy, come quick! You have to watch me ride my bike!" So I did :)

Yay for Carter and the beginning of some wild biking adventures!

I did my first weird pregnancy thing a couple nights ago. I woke up at 3am and HAD to have cereal. So I dined in the kitchen alone by under-cabinet lighting. Bonding time with baby :) We find out the sex on Tuesday. Everyone has this "feeling" that we'll be having a girl. I have no feeling either way, and I honestly don't care. I know God knows what's best for our family, and that's what He'll give us!

Twinkies in the closet

We just got back from a week in Corpus Christi visiting family. I have two aunts there- one has three children, the other four. Both have children with the energy of a dozen children all wrapped up into one precious little body. Our time there earned them a new respect in my eyes, and made me realize this child in my belly may be our last (haha). I love Carter to death, but sometimes, just sometimes, I need to break away. Just for a moment. Well this evening our church had a fun night planned for kids and Carter was super excited to go. And I was super excited to take him! I wrote a HUGE grocery list- like I am stocking our house for full meals for two weeks straight. And I was excited about doing that. Usually I keep shopping trips fairly short, and make sure to pack a good book, drink, and snack for Carter. Come on, a 6 year old's patience for grocery shopping can only last so long. But tonight I was going to be alone and I could take however long I wanted. I got to church (just 5 minutes early), and as I'm signing Carter in I see another mommy friend next to me. I asked her, "So what are your big plans tonight?" Her eyes lit up with excitement as she said, "Oh, my husband and I are going to dinner! What are you doing?" I answered with equal excitement, "I'm going grocery shopping!" I was that excited. I walked Carter to the appropriate building and gave him a gentle nudge to go ahead and walk in. He didn't move forward. In fact, he didn't move at all. He was clinging to my leg. My heart started to beat a little faster as I saw visions of me at the grocery store, but I wasn't alone. I was panicking. "Carter, what are you doing? This is it- come on, let's go see what all they've got in here for you!" Lazer lights, glow sticks, face painting, and games- none of it mattered. He didn't see anyone he knew and he was not comfortable with me leaving. He wanted me to stay, then he wanted me to leave, then he wanted us both to leave. Now, my patience level is real thin these days, so I had to make something clear. "I am not playing a game with you right now Carter. You either stay and have fun, or you're going to the grocery store with me. No back and forth- be decisive." (My intention was to scare him into staying- he strongly dislikes the grocery shopping. But... my plan failed.) Carter responded, "Fine, then I'm going with you." As we began to walk back towards the car, however, he changed his mind again and said he wanted to stay. If I demand that he not be indecisive, then I can't very well change what I said either. Dangit. So we walked out of church, both sad (him shedding actual tears), and loaded up to go to the store. I wasn't planning on Carter being with me (as in I had no games/book/etc), so we had to make-do at the store. He went through everything in my purse, ate my gum, drank my drink and cried about he really wished he was at church. Now what point was I really trying to make with all this "be decisive" business?
After a very long grocery 'adventure' I came home, unloaded everything, and made Carter some dinner (since he wasn't eating the pizza I had already paid for at 'fun night'). I headed to the bathroom thinking I could be alone just for a moment, but I was caught before I could even shut the door. "Mommy, could I have some chocolate milk with my dinner?" Seriously, can I pee alone?? Suddenly, I remembered something my mom had said to me a long time ago. When you have kids, there will be days you eat Twinkies in the closet. I finally get it.
Now I need to put a lock on my closet door.

Future karate master...

We had an ultrasound done on Tuesday. It was crazy to see how much this baby has changed in 4 weeks. Last time we saw him/her, we saw a "yolk sack" with an unrecognizable "blob" attached that was our baby (refer to ultrasound picture in previous post). NOW, however, there is a real BABY- all appendages and major parts are there, they're just miniature and will spend the next several months growing and fine-tuning. Wow.

The line going across the top of the baby in the video is the umbilical cord. But you can definitely tell the rest of the parts, especially when the baby starts moving. We have a little ninja in there! Sean said something along the lines of 'No wonder you're sick- I couldn't imagine something kicking and punching inside of my stomach!' But, obviously, I don't feel any of this movement yet.

Punk'd

My body played a sick little joke on me. The last time I blogged about feeling great was the last time I've felt great. I had one day of wanting food, smelling anything without the gag reflexes kickin' in, going out to eat at a restaraunt and loving it, being productive around the house without worrying when I get too far from the toilet! This morning I took the trash out and thought I was going to puke in the kitchen with the trashbag in my hand and then again on the driveway with the garbage can in tow. All I could smell was the salsa Sean ate last night. Ugh. Anyways, I go to the doctor tomorrow and I will definitely be sharing with her how I believe I've developed an immunity to the medicine she gave me, haha, and how I'm really looking forward to enjoying my number one passion in life again: food.

On a lighter, less-nauseating note... My dear, wonderful, beautiful, and talented friend Carolyn was in the Lone Star state for a couple of weeks and used some of her vacation time to take some pictures of the family. It was so much fun and they turned out great. Here are just a few.

Happy Monday! Hope everyone has a wonderful week!

I have joy again

This morning I woke up and the first thought in my head was not "Oh Lord, please let me fall back to sleep." I got up, brushed my teeth without gagging, walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door without holding my breath (as to not smell the myriad of flavorful things the refrigerator holds). I felt FINE! Great, actually. This is the first morning in weeks that I have woken up and felt normal. It's been a long bout of constant nausea, but if the rest of my mornings are anything like today, I'd say it's over! Praise God!

Here are some pictures from last week. Sean's mom found a blueberry patch close to our house and wanted to check it out. I hadn't been bluberry picking in so long- I forgot how much fun it is! We had a blast and came home with more blueberries than we know what to do with.

the gatherers

I think Sean and his mom ate more than they picked :)

the aftermath of blueberry picking at our house... DOZENS of muffins!

Excuse me, do you know who you're talking to?

A working woman, an employee, a jobholder, one who works for a salary! Yes, that's right- I got the job! After my interview last Wednesday they scheduled a second interview for Monday with the Administrator and Dean of Family Ministries. So yesterday I went in, had what I felt like was a good interview (but I was still unsure because other people were interviewing, too), and left. Approximately 3.75 hours later (haha, not like I was watching the clock), while I was playing a rousing game of Jenga with Carter, the school called and told me they would love for me to be a part of their team :) NOW I finally feel like I've graduated!

As a real-life teacher now, I've suddenly got a TON to do. Download and learn the online gradebook and lesson plan tools, read some required literature, buy materials and set up my classroom (super excited about this part!), attend a conference in Dallas, and begin new teacher training the second week of August. Phew, I'm tired already. Thanks for those who prayed for my nerves when I had no direction, and then again when I was finally going to interviews. It helped! :)

the beginning of summer fun!

I went through several days of forcing myself to eat, fighting the nausea raging inside of my body, only to finally turn to some miracle drugs which I should've let help me days ago. All for this, little baby Stevenson :)

He/she's the size of a raspberry now. 7 weeks, strong heartbeat, and sucking every ounce of energy out of me. This is so my husband's child! February 1, exactly one month after Daddy's birthday, is baby Stevenson's e.t.a. :)

Hopefully now I'll be able to be a better blogger since I'll be spending less time hugging the toilet.

Carter finished up a week of Vacation Bible School at a friend's church today. He got to see a bunch of friends from school and had a blast. He'll start the VBS at our church this coming week. I've always volunteered to work the VBS at our church every summer, but I'm just not feelin' it this time around- I'm pooped and ready for a nap by 10am every day. So Carter will go and play with his church friends while I spend the three hours doing housework, or napping. After he's all VBS'd out the real fun will start! Family road trips, library trips (yes, we all love to go to the library and spend hours reading- what family bonding!), park days... ahhh, it will be a splendid summer :)

Job update: Well, nothing's quite happened yet. But I do have an interview next week! If I get hired I'll let you know. If not, I'll probably not bring this topic back up ;)

Have a wonderful weekend!

my, how we change...

For Carter's last day of school we told him he could pick anywhere to go eat for breakfast. He chose McD's. Ugh. I was kind of looking forward to going out for breakfast as well and really wanted to go somewhere I would actually eat the food, so I reminded him of how much he likes the chocolate chip pancake at IHOP. "Ooh yah, I change my mind! I want to go to IHOP!" So IHOP it was. And my country omelette was delicious.

Now let's take a walk down memory lane...

Carter on his first day of Kindergarten- August 2009

Carter on his last day of Kindergarten- June 2010

Sean was kind enough to walk Carter into school with me on his last day just so I could get this picture in the same spot we took the "first day" one. ((sigh... sweet hubby)) Just look how Carter has changed so much- it's crazy! He has definitely made the transition into a flat-out "boy"- not a precious little baby anymore, at all. And me. There's quite a bit of difference in me in the first day and last day pictures. I was still going to school myself in August- I had a reason to get dressed, I guess. But now- no school, no job, no place to go. Heck, why waste my time? Haha, my poor husband. I'm kidding. This just must've been a rough morning. I do still get dressed, occasionally.

Carter started soccer camp this week and he was super-excited. He wakes up at 6:20 in order to get ready and eat a big, hearty breakfast that will power him until noon when he gets lunch and I pick him up. It's a full morning of exercises and scrimmage games and he loves it. I wish I would've taken a picture of how sweaty/nasty he looked yesterday when I picked him up from camp, but I couldn't take my mind off the stench that was coming from him and filling my car. It took all I had not to pull over and puke and make him walk the rest of the way home. Just kidding, I would never- but it was that bad. Like I said, he's made the transition to BOY.

PARTAY!!

My big ol' graduation celebration was this past Saturday. It was a blast! And I don't think anyone was happier than my parents, haha. My parents went all out with the decorations, catering, little sentiments, and my mom even wore my school colors- something I, the graduate, never even thought of! My mother-in-law supplied us with endless margaritas which, if you know me, was a necessity for the meal :) yummy! Here are some pictures!

My mom set up this little table inside with a cake (with a pic of me from graduation the week prior) and some framed pictures of me and accomplishments throughout my college career.

My two girlfriends from school. These are the only people that I met at school and then became friends with- like we actually we do things together outside of the classroom. I had the mentality of "I'm here to learn, not make friends. Let's get in and get out as quickly as possible." It wasn't until last year that I finally convinced myself that making friends at school didn't mean it would slow me down- maybe I would actually enjoy the time I had to spend there! Charlotte and Courtney are awesome and have really encouraged me in school and life in general. Girls like these don't come around often :)

Auntie Laurie and Sarah. You can't tell yet, but there's a baby in that belly of Sarah's! She showed up early to help set up for the party- and my mom had her on her feet runnin' all over the place! What a friend :) Truly, Sarah was at a time my only friend. You find out who really cares about you when you're 18 and pregnant and have nothing to offer anybody, or when you're 19 and have a baby and are limited to what you can do and where you can go. Sarah is that friend that never judged, never even acted like it made a difference, and she accomodated me. She gave up going out to make it a karaoke night at home with me. Now THAT is a friend.

A necessity for all teachers (except Kinder where they don't take grades)- the EZ-Grader!! I've always wanted one. Like before I even wanted to be a teacher, haha. Thanks Aunt Delilah and cousin Alanna!

My parents opening a little gift I gave them as a thank you. How do you thank two people for doing more for you than you deserve and can even recall? You can't. But I gave them a night at a new hotel with dinner and movie. Thanks, Mom and Daddy-o!

A personalized frame for me, the teacher from one of my creative friends :)

There's my mom- in her orange and white! Haha, "Go Bearkats"?!? (I've never said that before!)

So I'm officially graduated and still don't feel a thing. I'm waiting for that magical moment where all of sudden this surreal feeling comes over me and I am awaken to the reality that I am DONE! I'll let you know if and when that happens.

Hope everyone has a fantastic week!