Life as of late has been a teensy busy (understatement of the year), so I have been a bit of a delinquent when it comes to blogging. I promise I’ll get better.
Anyway, prior to the big move, I was packing boxes one afternoon with Carson quietly playing in the next room. Too quietly. I peeked in and cracked up with what I saw. He had poured out his entire bag of pacifiers and with several in each hand, he would methodically take a suck or two from one paci, set it down, and try out the next. The pictures don’t quite give justice to the hilarity of what I witnessed, but suffice it to say, breaking this child of his pacifier will be one heck of a task some day.
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i was absolutely addicted to my pacifier when i was little too. one day i just threw mine out the car window when we were driving down the highway. my parents told me a binki tree would grow there and inside they were terrified it would be a rough night without it. however, i quit cold turkey! hopefully carson will be that easy! 🙂