Tuesday, 30 October 2012

A Gathering Storm

A gathering storm has passed. The baby girl - fraught and angry over tender gums - has cut another tooth. Plain sailing then for a while. Dark skies blow over and a sunny disposition once again befits my girl. A rash around her mouth - angry and red - subsides. Troublesome things, these teeth - great white sharks to cut a gentle gum and leave it raw. My son and I applaud the babe, who, oblivious to her achievement, beams a radiant smile - toothy and wide and calm for a time... x

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