Oh, the pacifier. A non-issue with Eliot, who didn't care for it. Big D's one comfort that is consistent for his entire existence. The reason I've lost more sleep than late night feedings at this point.
We have over 10 of them, but there's only 1 he will take. Only one that truly pacifies. I've searched high and low to purchase more to make sure I'm not Parker Posey.
Let me make something clear, pacifier. You have met your match, you will not govern the rise and fall of my days and nights. It's on.
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Great scene from a great movie! I'm sure a lot of parents can identify with that sense of urgency, although Hamilton and Meg over-reacted "just" a tad :). Hang in there...this too shall pass.
I love everything about this, other than your lack of sleep. Thank you for comparing your life to Best in Show!
Oh girl, I know what you mean! Judah is my first ever "binky baby"! I have one stashed strategically in every room. It's not cool. Not cool AT all.
My son is a binky freak too. We once lost all our binkies in CA, one hour before flying home, on a 3 hour flight, we couldn't find the "right kind". You cant imagine the horror.
Well I can't identify with the binkys... but I do love that you posted Best in Show!
I literally cry with laughter at the way she stares at the dude selling to her. Man. It cracks me up.
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