Joe lost his first tooth this morning, after a solid week of wiggling it with his fingers, carefully chewing with the side of his mouth, and rolling it around with his tongue. It was just about ready to come out last night: Julie offered to finish the job, but Joe, a little uncomfortable with the idea, demurred. But today, he marched right into our bedroom, woke us up, and informed us that he was ready to make it happen. You can see the happy outcome above.

Note: I’m actually cheating a bit here, and posting this on July 9, as I’m moving the contents of the blog from iWeb to WordPress. The official story is that IMSA’s summary termination of shell services left things in limbo for months, including the time period during which Joe lost his tooth. A more cynical reader might take the view that I just copied over the post about this very tooth’s arrival, and realized belatedly that we hadn’t written anything when it fell about. Well, if nothing else, we posted on Facebook.