3L

This is my final year of law school.  Whooooo- hoooooo!!!!!!  Of course this year is different than the first two ... having a baby at home makes everything more complicated.  But overall, I am happy.  This semester I'm taking Evidence, Remedies, Employment Law, a Dispute Resolution course, and my Dispute Resolution Law Journal.  I decided to take a reduced course load because I can, and also because I just don't think I could handle one more responsibility.  Even with only 12 credits this semester, I feel like I'm barely hanging on.    

Leaving for school.  Mommy is excited; Peanut is already bored with the law:

I'm a 3L. What does this mean?  It means I've given up on reading cases in my required classes and usually just skim the opinions or read an online brief.  I means I am only really prepared for my one class that I really like, Employment law.  I'm still terrified of exams and I still hate being called on in class.  I know what time of day the parking lot will be full, and I don't bat an eye when I get ripped off at the law school book store; I mean, who doesn't think $450 for 3 books is a deal!  And I know better than to forget my lunch on the first day of classes - 1L's all buy lunch on the first day and the line is insanely long.  Coke has become a regular staple of my diet, instead of an occasional treat, and I'm always exhausted, however, that is more likely due to the tiny human living at my house, than to law school.  

And this is it for me ... no more formal education if I can help it (except for the continuing education I'll have to complete as a lawyer, but I don't count that).  I actually got a little nostalgic during the first  week, which was unexpected.  I guess it's not that surprising that I'll miss Pepperdine; after all, when you spend 3 years in one place, you start to grow attached.  But homework ... that, I won't miss.

Not even a posed shot. 
I was actually attempting to squeeze in some homework while Leah napped.