Warning. We are down to two binkies. Yes, of the seven that we own, I only know where two binkies are. That includes the EB. Which of course, stands for emergency binkie that's still in it's designated spot in the van. Unless I used it last time and forgot to put it back.
I start having nervous tics when we get down to three. I know how fast these things can get out of hand.
Oh, and have you seen the "glow in the dark" binkies? What a load of, (you know.) Those things emit a mild glow if you've held them up to the sun for 10 minutes before running to a dark closet to see the glow. But after about 10 minutes you're just as likely to stumble into the inferior binkie as the cool one. Don't waste your time on the vain hope that you'll now be able to traipse into baby's room and just pick up the binkie, which will be glowing so nicely there on floor just to the left of the crib.
I didn't mean to dash your hopes. So, if you'll excuse me, I have to go search for the binkies. My peace of mind depends on it.
7 years ago