Ready or Not...

School has started here in Auburn. I forget how hectic it is the first few days. From trying to find a parking spot (30 minutes I might add) to trying to get into a certain class, it just makes out for an exhausting first few days. Thank goodness I don't have classes on Friday! I feel like from about 8:45-12:00 today could have been equivalent to about 3 days. I was literally knocking on professors doors asking if there was anyway they would let me into this communication class I need. I even hiked up to the 9th floor of Haley Center to get the answer, "Mam, you just need to watch online and see if anything opens up." Well yeah, I could have figured that out myself. Thanks a lot.

Frustration at it's best. And I might add that I don't understand why Haley Center is the way it is. I still get lost, and I've been in there numerous times. Who thought of 1200 Quadrant and 2200 Quadrant? I feel like I need to take a Haley Center 101 class.

Things ended on a good note though. The last professor I talked to was very nice , and I am confident she will grant my wish of letting me in this class. She was actually really nice and didn't just have the answer "No, No, No." It's was the most glorious thing ever.

Sorry for the nagging. I've got to let my frustration our somehow, and poor Nolen has heard enough.

Things haven't been all that bad though, Libby started her first day of gymnastics at Auburn Gymnastics Academy this Tuesday. She loved it! And I loved watching her love it. It's a Mommy and Me class with three other little girls that are so sweet and precious. Her teacher (Miss Chelsea) is so sweet and patient.

Her favorite part hands down was the trampoline. LOVED it. She couldn't really concentrate on the other activities, she was so caught up on doing scissor jumps on the trampoline, and watching all the "big" girls (5 year olds). I only got one good picture of her on the bars. I'll try and get some more pictures next week.

She loved it so much she even cried when we left. Typical thing of Miss Libby these days. When I was putting Libby in the car one of my friends came up to me and said, "I wish I could tell you the drama ends but it just gets worse." She said her five year old told her yesterday that she was ruining her life. Five years old.. I feel it coming for me. Payback time.

I thought Libby looked so cute in her leotard. She was so proud of it. She wore it all day... Even to the grocery store, but I made her put her dress on over it. Next week I'm not going to tell her we're going to gymnastics until like 4 o'clock. I told her in the morning this Tuesday, and she thought that meant we were going right then. Hence why she wore the leotard all day.

It's so fun having a girl that is so girly. I love it!! I wouldn't trade the 3-year-old drama for anything. (I can't believe I just said that!)