I clear the leaves out of the little garden; the wind blows them back in. It’s sort of nice to feel like I have a reason to bend down and be with the plants each day.
A tooth! A tooth! I can’t see it but I felt it. Tooth related fussiness did not have a very strong signal to noise ratio. I am feeling a little maudlin: I have only known his toothless grin, and now it’s gone for good! Except, of course, in every picture and video thus far.
Also, worried he’ll bite me.
Spent a lot of today drawing plants, which is part of my Very Important Psychological Research Job. I liked that.