Every so often, the pacifier supply comes up a little short around our house. It's either feast or famine - having a whole group of binkies lined up on Rosalind's dresser, or doing the frantic naptime search. Lately we've been finding the binkies in a very strange place.
We don't know exactly what she's doing or why or how, but apparently, when Rozzie has decided she's bored in her bed but not bored enough to get out of bed, she stows her binkies in the toes of her pajamas. These are the zippered, footed jammies for cold weather. She must be sticking them in the neck hole, and eventually they find their way down to her toes. When she woke up this morning, she was crying (probably because she couldn't get to a pacifier), and later, when I happened to catch sight of her feet, one looked oddly lumpy and misshapen. When I looked closer, there they were - two binkies.
This behavior has us baffled (as does some behavior of all our children), but all we can do is laugh and say: WHAT A WEIRD KID!