Doctor Mike

Yes, that is right. I am now married to a doctor. The best kind. The kind that isn't on call, and doesn't work strange hours. A math doctor. And it feels good.

We were able to go to Utah for Mike's graduation. It was so good to see family and especially just to celebrate all of Mike's hard work. And he did work hard. I was amazed at what a good dad and husband he was even as he spent his days working at a new job and his nights and weekends working even more on his dissertation. Despite that, he made time for his family. Most of his work was done in the wee hours of the night so he could play with the boys while they were awake. I don't know how he did it.

Mostly we celebrated the fact that his PhD is over. Oh happy day. Mike smiles now, and actually laughs, and cracks jokes, some of which are quite funny. :) He even gets a full 8 hours of sleep on occasion. He still gets up at 5 am though. Perhaps some of the side effects will take awhile to wear off? It is just so nice to have him home on the weekends and to see the weight lifted off. I am so proud of him.

Mike being hooded (I think that is what they call it)

Mike receiving his diploma. Luckily, they just give you the cover, because I later put it in the diaper bag, which got stolen. I was pretty smug about the fact that the people that stole it got absolutely nothing of value. Unless they have kids and needed some size 4 diapers and wipes. :)

That stick really needed to be a part of this picture.

Us jumping in excitement. Don’t judge me. Jumping when you are pregnant is not an easy task.

Pretty much the coolest beard ever, which makes this my favorite picture.

My dad just really needed a picture of him shaking hands with Dr. Mike.

Oh, I also have to mention that Mike's sister also graduated the week before him with her Master's degree. Mike wasn't able to go to her graduation because he was funding the party (working). But the boys and I were able to come down a week earlier and it was awesome.