Exhausting Weekend

Man, what a tiring weekend! By last night, I felt just like Faith looks in this picture taken right before she went down for her afternoon nap (that's banana yogurt all over her):

Getting spoon fed is so exhausting

I had a pretty good run on Saturday morning. I choose a fairly hilly route (for around here) and did a 6.2 mile loop twice. I like to do runs that loop by my car so I can refill my water, so it worked out well. I was feeling very unmotivated to do that 2nd loop, but I actually did the second loop faster than the first once I forced myself to leave my car.

Einstein's addition has added a lot of chaos to our family. I'd like to sugarcoat it and say "Getting a rescue dog is easy!" but that would be a lie. I'm sure there are tougher rescue dogs out there, but Einstein is much more of a puppy that we originally thought and he has boundless energy. In many ways, he reminds us of Peanut as a puppy. He is scared of everything, including but not limited to:

• Going outside
• Going for a walk
• Eating
• The grill outside
• Loud noises
• Petco
• Parking lots
• Rise of Hezbollah

He won't go outside in our yard without me dragging him (or carrying him) and I'm taking him out every hour (that he's awake), so I'm getting an upper body workout. Even with my schedule, he still had 3 accidents so far. At least he's pooping outside? 

We have our work cut out for us with Einstein. The first thing I need to work on is getting him to walk in the neighborhood without falling to the ground in fear and refusing to move. We have a very unscary neighborhood (think Leave It to Beaver, but more rural), and we didn't even see a car. I can't exercise him if he won't walk or play in the yard, so then we're stuck with a very energetic puppy inside. My goals for this week are to get him to walk without freaking out as much and to see forward progress in potty training. 

Why is this "thing" on my couch with me?

Peanut stink eye

Peanut is taking the brunt of his puppy playfulness

Peanut was really getting irritated with him yesterday, so we had to try to separate them and give Peanut a chance to relax. At least when Faith was constantly playing with Einstein's dog tags, Einstein didn't care at all and let her do it. Also, maybe Peanut will finally lose those pesky "Baby throws her food to me" 5 pounds. 

My husband had a good Father's day. I made pecan sticky buns for breakfast and then we had a steak dinner with baked potatoes and salad. Faith was so thoughtful and got him some coffee from Costa Rica and a planner. She even watched sports with him. She's the only other person in this house who is willing to sit and watch baseball or golf with him. :)

Daddy, what are the "Twins" and why are we wearing their shirts?

What are your goals this week? Mine involve Einstein peeing outside only and making forward progress on planning bridal shower games for my best friend.