Doing taxes

So I'm supposed to be filing my taxes right now. All the websites are too scary, though. And they want me to enter my SSN on an unsecured website. I don't know how I feel about that. I offered to file the taxes so that Peter wouldn't have to do it, but I think I'm going to make him do it anyway. Computers scare me. Good thing I married Peter, huh?

Big, hairy, and ugly

I just killed a spider. It lived on my kitchen window, apparently. He jumped at me. It was scary--why can't they just die quietly? I finally got it when it tried to crawl inside a box of Fanny Mae.

On an unrelated note (but maybe still working in with the title), we watched The Princess Bride again the other night. It's a good show.

Brita jumps

Here's a video for your viewing enjoyment.

D&C -- Disposals and Clogs

We don't have any clogs in our apartment. I'm grateful. We do have a bathroom sink that drains incredibly slowly, but that's because the stopper is too low. Anyways, just thought I'd post about sinks that don't drain well.. :)

Three months

Brita is three months (and well over a week) old!

She wears three month clothes (well, just this one outfit)...

She sits...

She jumps...

She eats her hand...

Us blogging

Here's what we look like blogging today. Just so you know.

Happy International Women's Day

To all you women out there: Happy day!

Brita plays with toys

Well, she kind of plays with toys. She sometimes grabs them and sometimes tries to eat them. It's entertainment for us at least.

Sleep, blessed sleep

Brita has finally started sleeping without being right next to me. It's so nice. She sleeps in her crib for naps (sometimes) and at night (sometimes). Usually when she's not in her crib for naps it's because I'm too lazy to put her in there. Although there are still times when she must think she's going to die if she's not right next to me. Luckily she's cute.

It's been nice to get things done. I can cook and clean now. It's so fun. That's not saying I do cook and clean, but I CAN and that's what counts, right?

Here's a picture of her sleeping with her striped blanket. It's how she normally sleeps, but she's not normally sleeping on the floor of a computer lab at BYU.

I wouldn't play spoons with her

Brita has some deadly fingernails on her lately. She swiped me across the face the other day and it really hurt. Like mother like daughter, I guess. We went up to school and a guy from Ukraine saw us and came to meet Brita. She grabbed his hand and dug her fingernails into him. He said that I must not be looking after her. Oh well, at least she doesn't scratch herself. I have cut her nails since then too.