Lucy got out of the crate again! We were gone for about 1 1/2 hours this morning to Wal-Mart and the library, and she once again greeted us at the door. Still waiting to hear back from the trainer and any input from a list I'm on. I'm at a loss! I think we probably need a different crate - one that isn't collapsible and is a bit more Lucy proof. Of course that still doesn't remedy the real problem - why Lucy doesn't feel okay staying in her crate when we're gone. I've been a dog owner for five years but am such a novice when it comes to these things. I wish we could have started out right with Lucy, but I think we can make vast improvements if we start working on it now.

This is one of those days where I'm just feeling so touched out. I think Cole must be teething. Or else he's having a growth spurt. Something. I'm definitely nursing more than I usually do. And Accalia has been extremely hands-on and vocal lately. Just a few minutes of quiet, I plead! At least Cory will be able to take both kids somewhere this weekend. I have to actually do work, though, when they're gone. I have a deadline coming up for an article I have to write for our LLL Area's publication. Shouldn't take me long at all since it's only supposed to be about 800 words. I've probably written at least a quarter of that already.