We are being held hostage by a 14-pound (she's growing so fast that it's probably 15 pounds by the time I finish writing this sentence) baby Labrador. She's adorable and beautiful and such a handful. Thank god the kids here are as tireless as she is. Crate training has been a non-stop disaster, she simple won't settle, but we press gently and cautiously and incrementally onward. Meanwhile, here's the reason I just realized that I haven't brushed my hair in two days:

And here's Walt, being heroically patient.