Carter's been teething big time the last few days, and this morning you can see where two bottom teeth are just about to break through the gums. We've been going through Hyland's tablets like candy, and I have no idea if they really work. It's not exactly a controlled experiment.
But still: teeth! My baby almost has teeth! I don't know what to think about that. I'm so used to that little toothless baby grin of his, and I can't imagine there being a flash of white when he smiles. It's the first of many, many milestones to come, and yet another sign that it won't be long before he won't be a baby any more. I'm not ready for this, I tell you. :-P
Today when I came home from work, Michelle was in the kitchen holding Carter, and when she turned around I was struck by the sight of him. He looked like me. Just like me. For a moment, it was like looking in a mirror. Every now and then I look down at his face and see my own, and it's so bizarre. I wonder what he'll look like when he's older. I wonder if he'll look like my Grandpa Christian, whom I strongly resemble.
But most of all, I wonder if this means he will have my personality, which I also seem to have inherited from my grandfather. Will he be calm and focused in the middle of a crisis, but overcome with emotion when he hears a beautiful song? Will he be so focused on the good in others that he will be almost naive in his blindness of their bad qualities? Will he be ridiculously idealistic, and eternally optimistic? Will he be prone to obsession with new ideas and fantasy worlds, losing himself in interesting problems or books he is reading? Will he have a hard time deciding what he wants to do with his life because he wants to do everything? Will he love to travel and want to see the world? Will he love school and tend toward nerdishness? Will he love to read? Will he like sports, but shy away from competition? Will he love the theatre?
I think I hope so. :-)