• Laura Johnson

    Laura Johnson

    Senior Admissions Counselor
    Duluth, MN
    Communication’06; MBA ’11, St. Scholastica

    Laura's Bio:
    Hi everyone, welcome to my Follow Me page! My full name is Laurajae Johnson, but you can call me Laura. I have been a part of the Saints community for nearly ten years, as a CSS student (twice over), as an active member of our Alumni Board of Directors, and as a counselor on our fantastic Admissions team—I am St. Scholastica through and through! Hopefully this website will allow you to explore our College, meet fellow Saints, and see exactly what makes our campus truly unique. Looking forward to connecting with you all soon!

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    Minneapolis, MN
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    Harare, Zimbabwe
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    Brussels, Belgium
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    Aurora, CO
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    Graduate Student
    Oak Grove, MN
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    Fargo, ND
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    Casablanca, Morocco
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    Madrid, Spain
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    Mora, MN

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    Saint Paul, MN
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    Mumbai, India
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    East Bethel, MN
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Ten-month letter to Layla

Dear Layla,

Today, you are ten months old. Well, at 5:25 pm you’ll be ten months old. (Remind me to tell you about your labor and delivery some time; it’s a DOOZY of a story.) TEN MONTHS! I’m in disbelief. I think you’d be hard-pressed to find a parent who doesn’t marvel at how quickly their children grow, but I never expected it would go this fast. There are times I wish I could freeze you at this age forever because you just might be the funniest and sweetest ten-month old baby in the history of the universe. Like, this morning I put a pair of shoes on your size-three feet and then stood you up to test them out. You looked at me, then down at your shoes, then back at me with an open mouth and furrowed brows as if to ask, “…the heck are these?” And then you giggled and flapped your arms and fell into my chest and I breathed in the sweet smell of your hair and my heart pert-near burst.

Your ten-month resume also includes an extensively growing vocab. A penchant for standing in the bathtub. Little fingers that lace together for peekaboo. Big belly laughs when we run your hand over Olive’s furry body. Even bigger belly laughs when I run your hand over Daddy’s not-so-furry head (believe it or not, he did have hair once). A ravenous appetite for yogurt and string cheese. Fearlessness. Curiosity. Occasional mean-mugs. Squinty smiles. Arms that reach for “up.” Nighttime cuddles.

You make me so happy. Sometimes I can’t believe you’re mine.

But as much as I want time to slow down, I’m also eager to see what new tricks you have up your sleeve every day. True, you’re still the size of a wee lil peanut – hovering right around the fifth percentile! – but that sure doesn’t stop you from charging towards each new milestone with determined gusto. Last weekend you decided it would be a good idea to climb up the entire flight of stairs. Your daddy scrambled to get the camera while I rushed to grab my phone, and we took turns filming and spotting you from behind. Watching that diapered little booty of yours ascend each step, our feelings were a mix of amazement (“you’re climbing the stairs!”), immense pride, (“YOU’RE climbing the stairs!”), and anxiety (“YOU’RE CLIMBING THE STAIRS AAHHRRHGGGH”). Exciting stuff. We just know you’re on the verge of walking soon, too. You hot-lap around the coffee table like it’s your job and pull yourself up on anything you can find. You especially love hanging on to the TV stand and grinding your four tiny teeth on the plated glass. Yep, the living room has become your jungle gym, but thankfully you’ve steered clear of the Christmas tree…for now.

So, I guess that’s the challenge for any parent; learning how to savor each moment without getting overly caught up in what’s already happened or what’s to come. There’s a definite balance there, and this newbie hasn’t figured it out yet. Who knows, maybe I never will. One thing’s for certain, Layla, YOU are wondrous and magnificent. I love you for always, and I am so proud to be your mama. Happy TEN MONTH birthday!


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