I had the wierdest dream the other night. I was holding Tucker and his top two teeth were starting to come through. I turned away to grab my camera. As I turned back around the top two were completely grown in, along with the two bottom, an incisor and a molar. They weren't tiny baby teeth but larger, almost adult sized teeth. I woke up and stared at my baby's mouth making sure that there were no teeth.
I think that my brain is trying to process the fact that little man is getting big. The day before the dream, Tucker grabbed the side of the laundry basket and pulled himself to a standing position.I'm not quite ready to deal with this. Where is my baby? And who is this little person who is all over the place?