Yes, you read right, there is finally a tooth poking through Miss Mary's gums! You cannot imagine how happy this makes me...all I needed was proof that there was a reason for her misery, and there it is. It's actually the tiniest tip of a tooth, hardly visible to naked eye yet, but it's there.
You know, I really feel like I'm getting old. Yesterday Mary and I went to the waterpark for Shani's birthday. I went on one, one waterslide, and damaged my neck so badly that I can only look straight ahead now. I suspect that I damaged myself because I was terrified, and moving far too fast. I spent much of the slide straining to sit up so I could slow myself down. Sigh. At one point in my life I used to love fast rides and waterslides. Now it seems that the older I get, the more things frighten me. By time I am 40, I will be locked in my basement with a surgical mask and latex gloves.