My reading your latest posts triggered me having a dream about Carter last night. I dreamed you and D. needed a night out (that part's no dream, I suspect) and I told you I'd watch Carter for you. But he was hungry and still nursing, so I did that part too, even though it's been, lessee, nearly 17 years for me. Oh, and I kept losing him in the bedclothes. That's been a recurring dream/nightmare for me over the years - that my kids as babies are too tiny to find and keep getting lost in the house! So if you ever have these dreams, you might think it's because he was so tiny at birth - less than 2 lbs, whoa! But it's a common dream. Scary, though.