Boomerang Paci

Last night I decided it was time for L to kiss his beloved paci goodbye.  L, of course, was completely opposed.

There he stood right in front of me, his little lip quivering as he took in what I told him; "You don't need your pacis anymore, so they are gone, gone."

He took a step back, his eyes brimming with tears, and said "But I'm widdle."

Right before we both burst into tears he spotted my crucial mistake-one of his pacis had been left on top of his chest of drawers just within his view.

Could you take this sweet baby's paci away?

Me, neither.  :)