Happy Birthday Me!

My favorite Gift!
Well, my birthday was Friday... Nick bought me this book called "Crunchy Con's" because his boss (Father Planty) asked if I was a Crunchy Con. Apparently I am! Reading the book is somewhat wild, because I feel like the author is Nick and I, 10 years in the future! Seriously weird. Anyway, the description is: Crunchy Cons: How Birkenstocked Burkeans, gun-loving organic gardeners, evangelical free-range farmers, hip homeschooling mamas, right-wing nature lovers, and their diverse tribe of countercultural conservatives plan to save America (or at least the Republican Party). Its really awesome because sometimes I feel we live a somewhat liberal lifestyle with reguards to the environment, our choices in organic foods and our cultural tastes. I have been dubbed a "hippie" time and time again, yet I feel the heart of my beliefs have nothing to do with a traditional "hippie" belief system. So yay for independant thinkers!

I spent the entire weekend in a Life Insurance class. 9 hours Saturday, 9 hours Sunday. Nick spent his first entire day Saturday with the baby. I left bottles of pumped milk... I made like 5 out of worry she would be extra hungry or something. She drank 1. I was so worried I would come home to a screaming starving child. Instead Nick was reading with Anastasia spread across his lap asleep. I had missed her so much... and it seemed she didn't even miss me! The next day she was with my mom and I came back to a screaming child. Not because of my mom. They had a great day together. I think she had an upset tummy... probably bottle gas. Turns out it wasn't anything that a little fresh-from-mommy milk couldn't fix. Maybe she did miss me afterall!