Well, folks, we survived finals. And when I say "we," I truly mean it. This baby was a group effort. Despite what everyone says about 3L year being the easiest year in law school, I have my doubts. This was, hands down, the toughest finals period for me yet. Anyway, we made it (although the house did not), and Saturday was a much needed Pajama Day. Amazingly, work did actually get done, but it was interspersed with naps had by all and plenty of family time.
Thank goodness there's only one semester left.
I think 2 pacifiers is the functional equivalent of a big bottle of red wine. Way to make your mama proud, D. You earned it.