a gift of grace
well, it looks like every single post from now on is going to be about gracie…ok, that’s not entirely true, so don’t write me off completely yet. but she is pretty dang cute and fun, so it’s hard to not think about her and talk about her.
except i will admit her puppy-ness can really inch under my skin sometimes. like right now, while she barks incessantly in her crate. but what’s more annoying, her barking or the construction workers outside listening to a blaring jessica simpson?
oh good, she stopped. i am actually surprised at how well she’s been doing. even though she has to go out a few times a night, she already knows to just quietly whine and wait for us. and last night, she made it from midnight to 8 am! yay for sleep!
after a few days of walking up one stair and whimping out, she now loves to walk up the stairs, and then walk back down…and then up, and back down. and on her way down, she loves to hang out in the middle and stick her head through the railings above wil as he sits on the couch. she very often forgets that she’s bigger than she thinks, constantly climbing through the legs of the dining room chairs, under the side chairs and through the balusters. i dread the day when she sticks her head through without being able to pull it back out.
we love taking walks together with her and heading over to the dog park…especially since the evenings have been so nice recently. and everywhere we go everyone gets so googly eyed over her, and then they are shocked to see how big her paws are and how big she will get when she grows up. she’s already such a little princess.
