Good News!

Good news: We were trying to figure out Nate's schedule for next semester. I tried for weeks to "encourage" (I use this word to replace Nate's word of "nagging") Nate to get his schedule ready for registration. Well, when there was only a few days before we had to register, he was in a frenzy to figure out which classes he needed, what his emphasis and cluster were going to be (things that needed to be decided long in advance), and generally what he wanted to do with the rest of his life needed to be decided in a few days. In my view, the business department tries to "innovate" things, and just makes everything really complicated. So we couldn't find classes he needed, he only had two semesters left to fit everything in to graduate, and so he went to talk to someone on campus. The magical words, "You don't need to take these 9 credits." It seems like where graduation is concerned, things never work out in your favor, but this time they did! Nate now only needs 17 credits to finish his bachelors degree and we are graduating next semester. July 18, 2008 to be exact. The other perfect thing is that I finish my schooling next semester, too. We are so excited (and almost equally as scared), to be done with school and enter the real world. Woohoo!

Mackay had a blow-out while at CeeCee's. Here she is wearing a Beetle's shirt. Her face is pretty cute, too.
Mackay is trying to learn how to use a spoon. Actually, her 1 year well-check is coming up, and I just found out that one of the questions they ask you is if your child can eat with a spoon. Well, Mackay can't. We haven't really tried. So I feel like we're cramming for a test trying to get ready for her doctor's appointment and so I don't look like a bad mother.


Mackay's favorite past-time is playing the guitar. We believe she will be something like "August Rush" (good movie). She has learned to strum, but her favorite thing is banging on it and holding the strings down when Nate is trying to play.

Mackay loves riding on the horse around the house.
I taught Mackay that she can jump in her bed. So now she never wants to get out. We just hang out in her room, she jumps up and down, and I dance while I sing a song.
Here is Mackay with her chair. This is from her great, great grandma Gwen, who she is named after and who died 3 weeks after Mackay was born. She loves to sit in it, drag it behind her around her room, and take it away from anyone else who wants to sit in it.
For Valentine's Day Nate got me "flowers". He was actually at the grocery store and saw people making bouquets of chocolate covered roses. They were selling them for $15, and he decided that he could make it himself for much cheaper. He bought the strawberries, chocolate (even milk chocolate, which he hates and is my favorite), and skewers. We found out Mackay has a passion for strawberries, especially covered in chocolate. He placed them in a vase with a head of romaine lettuce as the greenery.

I went to get Mackay out of bed one afternoon and saw that she was missing an arm. She also thought it was really funny.
Pretty self explanatory. I love Mackay's face. This is her wearing my mittens.
Mackay loves (or should I say loved, she gets sick of food quickly), spaghetti. I strip her down so I don't have to stress about keeping her clothes stain-free, and then put her in the sink to clean up. This is her first experience with bubbles, and she just kept trying to eat them--though she doesn't do that anymore. She loves being in the sink, and one evening we couldn't get her out without her having a tantrum, so we left her in there while we ate dinner.
I was folding laundry one day with Mackay's help. (I give her the socks to play with). I left the room for one second, and I came back to her having totally demolished any clothes I had neatly folded. I think it's funny that they ended up on top of her.