…or to be more specific, ‘tooth’.
That’s right – a bit of an interlude in all the cancer news now, to let you all know the somewhat happier news that yesterday we saw the appearance of Saskia’s first tooth.
I say ‘happier news’, but Saskia herself doesn’t seem to be all that pleased about it. She has been a bit out of sorts the past few days or so – having trouble sleeping, and showing some of the symptoms of teething – so we had an idea it was coming. It was nice to see it finally appear, to know we had been going down the right direction with all the teething powders, etc.
I did try to point out to her that she was making a bit of a big deal about it, and that in the grand scheme of relative problems, cutting a tooth wasn’t all that bad – but she was having none of it.
I don’t have a tooth photo to show you I’m afraid, as it’s hard enough to get her to keep still long enough to see it with the naked eye, let alone to get a photo. So in the absence of that, here’s a photo from a couple of weeks ago for your viewing pleasure…