I turned over logs (you can't take me anywhere...) until I found a giant millipede for the kids. Denton did eventually hold it, but needed to be reassured as to the safety of doing so. (At Ranchero San Antonio Open Space Preserve, Los Altos, CA.)

Saturday morning George informed me that his heart's desire was to go to the beach. I questioned him a little, and determined that he wished to play in the sand, rather than swim, but that a playground with a sand box would not suffice. Our major errand of the day was to take Monty to the airport, so after doing that, I aimed for Revere beach and found an abundance of free parking, when we got there a little before 5pm. Denton predictably griped both there and back about the distance driven, and his lack of desire to leave the house.

Denton managed to free his loose tooth last night; we've talked about the tooth fairy explicitly as a game that we'll play with him, and he received a Sacagawea dollar (which was somewhat grubby when I dug it out of a coin jar, but Monty polished it up with walnut shell in a tumbler) which he was very happy with.  As requested, here's the result of asking him, "smile so I can see the gap."