Paci Addiction

Today's blog entry is not about Niva's addiction to the pacifier...it's about my own! While at the grocery store, I discovered just how dependent I am on the paci. As I was about to take Sunshine out of the car,  I quickly stuck my hand in my purse to assure myself that I had the paci just in case. It was not there! I vividly remembered seeing it on top of the shelf at home and telling myself to put it in my bag...where was it??? I frantically tore up my purse looking for it while Niva patiently waited for me. I looked again and again, yet it was still missing. This was worse than when I forget my Carmex! (If you know me, I am absolutely addicted to Carmex.) "Okay Niva, let's play a game called Supermarket Sweeps," I tell my Eggs and Bakey. I pretty much kept the grocery cart in motion the whole time, but my worries were unfounded. Niva was great the whole time-- we got our week's worth of groceries and there was no need for a pacifier! Whew, crisis averted thanks to my happy baby!

It's OK, Ma. I prefer my thumb anyway.