Got a welcome call from P. and N. It was P.'s birthday and--hardly an original or profound thought, but it's unavoidable--how incredibly fast the time has gone since my firstborn came to the world. And what a rare and wonderful person he turned out to be.
Ran a number of errands, packed and sent Violet's birthday package, then went to the pool late in the day on a hot, hot, hot, and sultry day.
Dentist today, for a crown--or crowns--and something else. I cringe at the thought, but am getting closer to completion. That's something to hang onto, I guess.