My poor little son Dylan is teething, and it is driving him batty. I took the boys out yesterday for groceries, our favorite greeter took one look at Dylan and said ” he looks like he’s chewing bubble gum”. Poor Dylan was grinding his little jaw back and forth to ease the pain. I quickly ran over to the pharmacy and picked up two bottles of Baby Tylenol. I thought I should have one on hand for upstairs and one for downstairs too. Continue reading »