Lock up your binkies, nooks and pacies.
There is a thief on the loose.
Binkies are disappearing around this house faster than the bag of Doritos.
What is this here in the hood of my sweatshirt?
I guess this is where they go when I am carrying Henry and the paci is suddenly, very mysteriously gone.
...but I never heard it drop.
Then I spend 5 minutes crawling on the floor, searching under furniture.
Where did that f^&%ing thing go?
We won't get into the sketchy details of how three binks managed to make it into the hood of this one sweatshirt.
How many days in a row did I put that on....?
I'm not that good at mental math.
I'm just going to slip into my pajama jeans and call it a night.
Maybe I'll dream of the days when I used to put on clean clothes every day :|