Words from the mouths of babes

Today as I grumbled aloud to myself about having schlepped everyone down to the parking garage without Pete's pacifier once again, Sam piped up from the back seat,

"Mom, no pacifiers in car, none in diaper bag, none in purse, only upstairs!"

"I know, I know Sam, thank you for the belated reminder."

"Mom we talked about this!"

I think I might be in trouble, and I mean more than just having forgotten the pacifier again. This one is like mini me and that is terrifying and exciting, but mostly terrifying.