Sometimes when I pick Dylan up from daycare they have her in the little baby room because at the end of the day they shuffle teachers around and she still likes it there a lot. Last time she was there I was amazed at all the fancy new toys and gadgets they had around...until I was reminded that the center director's baby is now in that room. Too bad Dylan will only overlap with him for a little while in each room.
Speaking of places to put Dylan, when asked by one of his new coworkers where Dylan goes during the day Aaron said, we give her some water and put her in a crate. Always a good way to make an impression on the social worker you're now working with.
When Snuffy and I were running today we saw deer three different times. Snuffy goes bounding after them like some kind of ridiculous deer-dog. I think he could clear four or five feet. Luckily he doesn't realize it. We can block a doorway with pretty much any kind of barrier of any height and he'll stand there pathetically on the other side like, oh well, I guess I won't go over there right now. He also gives the vacuum cleaner a five-foot berth. Yesterday we left him at Sol's house (Hi Sol! Snuffy came over yesterday!) for a few hours and (despite a demonstration from Aaron) he didn't actually make it outside to play because he was too intimidated by the doggie door. Which I fit through, by the way.
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