The Honeymoon has ended..

Well, everyone said this time would come. And it has. The days of putting Tucker on a blanket to play with his toys while we do something else are over. Let's see.. today already he has eaten wrapping paper, choked on wrapping paper, bit my finger while I removed the wrapping paper from his mouth, tried to turn on the DVD player (you can tell he is a Cullen), pulled himself up on the exersaucer, played with some of our books and crawled across the room for the remote. Guess I have to be careful what I wish for.
He likes Grandma Emmie's paintings..