
Monday morning:

I peeked in on the caterpillar before heading out the door and saw him hanging in his J, and My Girl pointed out that he was looking a bit more wrinkled and rough than we recalled him being last night. "Today's the day," was my thought as I walked the three blocks to the dentist.
I returned home less than an hour later and found this:

Maybe when caterpillar #2 is ready we'll be there to watch. Sure hope so.
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