Since we've moved to the new place Ethan has become quite the little outdoorsman. It's all he wants to do. I don't really mind because there is more visibility at this place, meaning I don't have to be out there the entire time. So once I get the dog poop picked up, I let him out. But he is not a fan of waiting, so he has figured out how to open the sliding door himself and sneak out. Lucky us. It cracks me up though that the second he tastes freedom he forgets all about the wide open door... (2-29-12)
