Graduate School

I have officially begun my foray into grad school. Oh my. Daunting is the best word to describe the work and the technical newness that is university in the year 2009. Amazing what a difference 10 years makes. I knew I was in the right place and field when the prof began the first class with these remarks. "We are in the business of healing the human heart. Our whole purpose for beign here is to help people heal. I will teach you how to take who you are, what you have experienced, your core values and beliefs and use them to find your guiding theory to use to help people become whole."
I nearly burst out in tears. Okay I did tear up. Really. I was floored. So that is my life now. Three littles and grad school. WHICH is why I am a hasty blogger. My apologies.
Some updates on the littles.
Pitufo has become so generous with his affection. He whispers to me "I love you more than (fill in the blank, various people in the family)" It is so cute. I tell him to keep it between us so he does not hurt anyone's feelings. And he says, I love you BIG! Melts my heart every time!
Notorious has gone from literal child to kid you can joke around with and it is so fun. He tries his darndest to spook and surprise me and I just pee every time. I don't think he has gotten me. Yet. But I, oh Martha with years of experience with an older brother, am the master of practical jokes and spookery and I have surprised sweet Notorious a handful of pee your pants hilarious times. Oh the mirth!
Tiny is indescribable at this point. He has a big yet subtle bravado voice he uses. Very deep and serious. We think he might be a bass player the way he is so stoic, yet so so funny. And can we talk about clothes? This child would put any girl under the table with his opinions about what he wears when. Mercy. I have already had the "dress with respect" talk with him that Notorious got at the END of first grade. Seriously.
There you go. All the baby birds accounted for. Or are they?
martha might be keeping a birdy secret...