We visited Daughter 1 and cuddled Grandson. Here he is with Daughter 2. He was a bit less cheery than normal if not entertained.
This is him looking a bit thoughtful and thumb-sucky. Maybe he was also self-conscious because he was modelling the hat that Daughter 1 has just finished knitting for herself.
In the evening, his first tooth began to appear, which I imagine accounts for his unwonted solemnity.
I'm feeling thumb-sucky myself because Daughter 2 has returned to London. Also Sirius Cat is sitting on my right hand, which makes typing and mouse-use rather tricky. So I shall go and practise my (very difficult) ragtime piano music. Might as well be thoroughly miserable. (Well, it's difficult for me. Scott Joplin could probably have played it with cats sitting on both of his hands.)