I didn't win the drying rack, but, as usual, my Mom had a better idea. This was her mantra throughout most of my childhood. "I believe I could make that." So, I may have a pending project for Jason and me when he returns.
In more exciting news (at least to us), I DID NOT chicken out this time and went cold turkey on the pacifier issue this week... this week just after we'd returned from extended time with family... this week when Jason is away during a definite "Daddy is my favorite person in the whole universe!" phase... this week when I could find just about every excuse under the sun to chicken out... just like every other week. This is night two without the pacifier and I think I can safely say the pacifier is GONE!
Vaya Con Dios pacifier. We loved you while we knew you, but we will not miss you. Praise God. Hallelujah.
AMEN!
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