Pacified

If it were up to The Todler, she would suck on a pacifier all day and all night. As it is, we let her suck on it only all night. We are fairly strict about not leting her have it during the day. (While we have absolutely no idea how we will eventually wean her off it at night, we absolutely don't want her walking around with a pacifier as a five-year-old ).

Nevertheless, as a precaution, MHW carries a spare pacifier in her handbag. You never know when you are stuck in a car at bed time and TT REALLY needs it.

The problem is, TT knows that MHW carries a spare and every time TT sees the handbag, she whines for the pacifier. Fortunately, MHW is strong and does not give in.

Yesterday, TT was in the supermarket with MHW, saw the handbag and, predictably, started wordlessly asking for the pacifier. MHW was prepared. She also had a small bag of crackers in the bag and, making believe TT was asking for the crackers, said, "Oh. You want these?" and pulled the bag of crackers out of the handbag. With the pacifier stuck to the bottom of the bag.

Oh well, good try.