Training Dogs and Children

Well, the husband started the new job this morning. He was pretty tired when he called tonight, so he didn't give me many details about how our life will be changing. I think I'll have to wait until he's home this weekend to look over the paperwork and find out about insurance, etc. He did say he doesn't think there'll be dental. I have to look up if we get to keep our COBRA coverage if that's the case.

After figuring out how to crawl just a few days ago, the baby has started pulling herself up today. Yet another "laugh with delight, moan with despair" mommy moment. She obviously intends to blow through crawling and go to walking as soon as she can. Not that she's been crawling all that much. She figured out how to straighten her legs and "crawl" in a fashion on just her hands and feet, no knees involved. Did you ever see the animated Jungle Book movie by Disney? Remember Mowgli walking around like an elephant (I think it was)? That's exactly what she looks like!

We are all surviving without the husband, though sad without him. I just keep reminding myself that he will be back in only a couple more days. This short work week could be very nice! Besides, without him sitting around the house, playing on the computer and making messes he seems incapable of cleaning up, I'm getting a lot done. I may yet get this place cleaned up again.

Have I mentioned the teen's puppy, a mini dachshund? He's a cutie pie, but not as well trained as I was promised. I keep stepping in messes. Shudder, shudder, shudder. That is truly one of the nastiest sensations. I've been online researching housebreaking and while much of the information is contradictory there are a few consistencies. I think the teen and I are going to have to sit down and talk tomorrow night about how to do this. I refuse to live in fear of what I might step in. Not to mention fear of what the baby might put in her mouth!