Paci Free!!!

Ok, I know it seems harsh, but it just kind of happened. One day last week, when I dropped Ashley off at Jenee's, her paci got lost. When Jenee took her to "Mawmaw's" house (Vickie, her sitter), she didn't have it. Needless to say, she didn't have it all day, so when I got there to pick her up, I decided to just let it be gone. It wasn't nearly as hard as the bottle was. She would ask where it was, I'd tell her it was "bye bye" or "in the garbage" and she'd repeat whatever and then go on her merry little way. HOWEVER, last night, I'm in the kitchen cooking supper and I hear her coming in a kinda robust, robotic manner. She walks into the kitchen with her chest all stuck out with pride and a paci stuck in her mouth! I like to have DIED!!!! She evidently found one of the two hundred she's lost in the house over the past two years. I said, "OH NO!!!" and yanked it out of her mouth and told her how nasty it was because it had been in the garbage. She pitched about a 15 minute fit and then she was done. It was over....WHEW!!!! That was close!