Baby, baby

Jul. 17th, 2003 07:31 am
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Took the baby for her nine-month checkup yesterday: 18 lbs, 4 oz; 27 in tall. Showed off her developmental skills by trying repeatedly to hurl herself off the exam table. Still no teeth, despite the fact that she's been displaying teething behavior off and on for about four months now. She got ears, nose, mouth, etc. inspected, and everything looked A-OK, which of course made mama very happy.

In other news, I found out that I managed to screw up our tax return, but at least it was in a good way. We had to fill out a Schedule D this year, which is a torturous document that makes sense only if one follows it blindly while blithely ignoring that one is apparently paying taxes on the tax of the tax of various random amounts of money which may or may not bear any resemblence to the actual amount of money one is reporting. Despite checking my math about six billion times, I still did something wrong because we got a check from Uncle Sam. I'm not complaining, mind, merely feeling as though I just dodged a bullet, because it might have easily gone the other way into badness and penalties. And at least now I know how I'm going to pay for the gas down to my sister's after yesterday's vet bill.

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