The last week has been pretty tough. Claire is cutting the bottom two canines. Having been through the top two, I can safely say we were not ready for the continued hell. You just really don’t get used to an angry baby.
In other news, the tomato plant that my grandmother got Danielle for her birthday gave us four nice tomatos. Unfortunately, sometime last night the plant was discovered by the local rabbits. Kindly, the local wildlife tax was only 75%. Well. Not quite. They ate a third of each of three tomatos and distrubed nothing else. Friendly enough, so I imagine they thought.
So. You know. We’re hunting wabbits.