Pictures of Brita

Teething, packing, cleaning, haircuts

I'm so tired.

Adventures in cars

We just made a couple of trips to the car mechanic's. Luckily it wasn't our car's transmission that went out. Unfortunately it was Pamela's. Here's Brita at the end of the long adventurous day.

Brita: Eater of Erasers, Chewer of Cords

Conference

Conference was great. We watched it at our house, which I don't really like to do because it makes me lazy, but it was really nice just to be home. And conference was amazing.

I got a migraine during priesthood session and when I woke up the next day Brita had made me a card. My family's so cute.

Mission Reunion Fun

Well we made it to all the mission reunions. I even went to one three times. (I forgot the diaper bag for the second visit, and had to check and see if my beloved former companion [Sister Oohara] was there the third visit.)

The first reunion was at the coolest park I've been to in a while. It had way yummy grapes and apple and peach and cherry and pear trees. It was amazing. I recognized five people there including my mission president and his wife (who I'm not exactly sure recognized me). The food was great, though. And people were really nice. I learned some sad things about the mission.

The second (and third and fifth if you want to count those stops) was at the Clyde building as usual. I love President and Sister Christensen. We got there early and were the only ones there for a bit. Then another sister came with her family. It's so fun to hang out with people who have lots of stories when there's not a lot of people around. You learn so much. It was really fun to be there.

The third (or fourth) was in Springville and it was fun too. There was lots of singing. And stuff. I got to talk to Peter's former companion's wife. That was fun. Brita was hanging out with all sorts of people at that one. She also hung out with President Christensen at my reunion. And she chased kids around for about 45 minutes at that one. They had fun.

And that's the skinny on mission reunion fun. Oh--and 4700 is faster than Bangerter coming home from the south.

Grrr

I am so sick of food going bad. Brita and I just tried to have lunch and the bread was moldy. Its sell by date isn't even until the sixth. Bad, bad bread.

A couple days ago I was making knorr sides for dinner (because I'm lazy) and there were worms in them. Nastiness. Nastiness.

Why can't food just be good? What's so wrong with that?

Mmm yummy

Elvis & the Joker

Peter thinks Brita looks like Elvis in this outfit.


I took this picture right after the new batman movie came out and there was a bunch of discussion about how the Joker's mouth ended up looking like it does. I think he might have been chewing on a plastic lid as a baby. At least that's how Brita got her marks.

You kind of have to look at the pictures bigger to fully appreciate the ruffles and the mouth.

Heidi

My friend Heidi came to visit a while ago. We picked her up from the airport and she spent the night here. This is what she had for dinner.

See she was really here.

Of course Peter wanted me to take a picture of his food too.

And here's mine.

And here's Brita's.