The Path of Least Resistance

I was just sitting on the floor playing a game with Peter. (I'm down by seven in Fluxx games.) I was nursing Brita so when we finished I wanted to sit on the chair I had been leaning back on. Instead of taking Brita off, standing up, and then sitting down on the chair, I decided to slither up the chair on my back since it was already against the chair. Bad Idea. I got stuck part way up and then almost pulled Peter over when he was trying to help me get unstuck. Then I started laughing so hard that I couldn't move. But it's okay. I finally made it up here.

The Moral: Don't try to slither up a chair on your back while feeding a really cute little baby.

Karen and Andrew's Wedding

Peter's brother Andrew got married last Friday. Katie watched Brita for us while we were in the temple. Brita cried a lot. Katie had never taken care of a baby that little before and was almost crying by the time we got out. Another lady came over and held Brita for Katie. I remember babysitting and having no idea what to do and feeling totally helpless. I feel bad for having put Katie in that situation. We were running really late to the wedding and I think if we had more time to get Katie comfortable with Brita it would have been better. I guess I'll know next time.

The wedding was really nice. I'd never been to a wedding in the temple other than my own before. It was really neat. I liked that we had done sealings a few days before, so that everything was fresh in my mind.

They had a dinner that night. It was fun and the food was really good. We were at a table with Andrew;s adviser, his former boss, and a guy that used to work in the CS department. It was pretty computer heavy--especially when Evan joined the table part way through the meal. It was fun, though. Brita got passed around (in the words of Monica) like a party favor.

Brita got her picture taken with Karen and Andrew.

The Rains Came Down

And the floods came up.

Our apartment is flooding yet again. Water runs in through the door and the window. Dad figured out what was happening while he was down here. The repair guy came to look at it yesterday and I explained what dad had told me so it should get fixed as soon as there is a dry day. It will be nice to not have to have the couch in the middle of the living room anymore. Luckily it was dry the day of Brita's blessing.


This is the water dripping off the bottom of our door.

Brita's Blessing

Brita was blessed yesterday. It was really neat. Peter did a good job. We had 11 people in our living room. It was crazy. (I'll have to post pictures of the apartment later for those who don't understand why that's a feat.) Both sets of grandparents were there as well as two of Brita's uncles and a soon to be aunt. They stayed and ate soup with us and then Dad, Andrew, Karen and I went to the temple and did sealings. I really enjoyed going with them. It was neat to spend time with Karen in the temple. I've never really talked to her one on one before. She's fun. Then we came back here and ate ice cream. I appreciated that they hung out with us in our house. I really like our house, but sometimes it seems like people are scared of it because it's a little on the small side.
Anyways... Pictures from the blessing will be coming shortly. (Shortly is relative, right?)

Breakfast

So Peter made me breakfast on the first day of finals. Kind of backwards, I know. He makes better breakfasts than I do anyways. I'll post a picture of it when I get the pictures on my computer. He's so good to me.

Birthday Presents

Brita's gotten lots of birthday presents in the last few weeks. She appreciates them all and has lots of fun opening them. Hopefully she's not disappointed when she gets less presents on other birthdays.

Cute Little Boogers

So I when I went to the doctor last week I asked him if there was anything I could do about Brita's cute little boogers. He laughed at me for calling them that. Then he gave me some suggestions. They seem to clear up by themselves, though. The first time she had a really big one and I tried to suck it out, but it didn't work. The next afternoon when Peter came home I was all excited because it was gone. I told Peter that I was excited that the booger was gone and that I had found it in the bed that morning. I don't think he was as excited about the news as I was. :)

Was that weird? Should I not devote entire blog posts to boogers? Oh well... to late.

First Family Photo with Brita

So I'm not a photographer. :)

Random things about Brita

We have a little girl named Brita. She was born about two and a half weeks ago. I wanted to write down some of the fun things she's done before I forget them all.
Brita is the most patient baby I've ever seen (granted I don't know that many babies, but still). She also has the cutest smile. When she first started smiling Peter almost missed class because he kept watching and making her smile instead of getting ready for school. That was last week. I don't know if she knows that she's smiling, but whenever she does smile it makes my day a lot better.

On the day she was born Peter had to go to class that afternoon. When he was leaving I told her to say goodbye to Daddy. She waved. (Well, she might have just been flailing her arms while I was burping her, but it looked like she waved.) A couple days later we were having prayer before dinner and Peter told her to fold her arms and her arm instantly flung across her body like she was getting ready to fold her arms. We laughed really hard. She's so smart. :)

Peter gave me a blessing a couple days after we came home from the hospital. In it I was told that Brita loved me. I have to say that is one of the most comforting things I've ever heard in a blessing. It's so nice to know that this little girl of mine actually loves me. It makes the frustrating times a lot easier.

She looked at me for the first time today. That makes two and a half weeks (or at least one) where she would look at other people but never me. My mom tried to get her to look at me while she was down here the last time. Brita looked everywhere but at me. Mom finally gave up.

We use cloth diapers some of the time. One day Peter was changing Brita's diaper. Right when she got her new diaper pinned she went again. So Peter changed her again. Right when he was pulling up her plastic pants she went again. So he changed her again. He said that he should stop smiling when he changed her because it was like she thought he enjoyed it so much that she was giving him a special treat by letting him change three diapers all at once. :) At least she didn't go while the diaper was off; she seems to reserve that for me. She hit the dresser from the bed once. I was impressed.

She had her first water filter comment less than 24 hours after she was born. Poor girl... I didn't mean to be mean.

When she had her first bath she clung to Peter's hand like she would never let go. She didn't seem to mind the water all that much though.


She loves it when her daddy plays the piano. It calms her down most of the time. I think she's also a huge fan of the daddy/daughter dance parties that usually happen late at night.

Fun girl.

The First One

Well, I don't know what to put in my first blog post. I think that's the reason it's taken me so long to get around to having a blog, even though I've wanted one for a while. So just pretend I've been posting for a while... that way I can start in the middle and maybe we'll get to the beginning somehow. Or maybe not, who knows.