As some of you long-time readers will recall, way back two hundred some-odd weeks ago, Lemon fell down and knocked one of his two top front teeth right out of his head, root and all. Since then, he's had a charming gap-toothed grin. I can now report that he is gap-toothed no longer, or at least that the gap is considerably bigger. He was pretty pleased with his prize from the "tooth fairy," although if you thought it was hard in this day an age to maintain an illusion about the tooth fairy, just try doing it when your kid knows for a fact that you're in his room every night at 2:30 a.m. to turn off a feeding pump. Yeah. He knows where the prizes come from.
Other than that momentous event, it was another fairly quiet week within these four walls, as the situation beyond the walls seems to grow more tense and charged by the day. This has always been a blog about the life of a family of a kid with CF, and I am not of a mind to change that now, although I do feel mildly ridiculous writing about lost teeth and posting pictures of our garden in the present moment, when I can hear sirens outside and know that our city has implemented a curfew and that so many people are experiencing so much anger and pain.
So, I think I will keep it brief tonight. I hope you are safe and well, and that you can find a way to make your voice heard and to bring about the changes that we need so that everyone in this country can be safe and have a voice.
