Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Binkie Madness

It's 10 pm, you've just arrived home from some family outing, trip, whatever, and as you carry the drowsing children to bed, one of them murmurs, "Binkie." Binkie?!? Where is it? Did he have it in the car when he fell asleep? Was it forgoten at Grandma's house? You distinctly remember the one he lost earlier that day at the grocery store when he threw it, who knows where, and no amount of searching could reveal it. After another furious search throughout the house for one of the three spare binkies that you know are SOMEWHERE, you start to panic. Are you going to have to run to the store now? Reload the family and try to find the specific type that he takes at this time of night?

Suddenly, as you shake out the blankets on his bed hoping for something to tumble out you hear the wonderful sound: boink, boink. You know that sound anywhere. The binkie has left the blanket and is now somewhere in the room. And, yes, after five more minutes it is there under the changing table as innocent as a newborn lamb. Disaster #464 diverted.

5 comments:

Keith, Tricia & Penny said...

I am familiar with this particular disaster # and am proud to say have avoided it as well. Good job!!!! LOL!!!!

The Mathews Four said...

You make me laugh! I've witnessed the desperation in Tricia as she realized that they discontinued the kind of binkie that Penny likes. Thank goodness for ebay! ha ha
-Jessica

Julie said...

Makes thumb sucking sound like a good thing, doesn't it.

Jonathan & Stefanie Wetzel said...

Wow, Jill you finally posted, good cause I like to hear what going on in your life!:) Ugh, I hate that part of the "binkie" thing. I get to look forward to that with Sammy. By the way, I really liked how you told the story. You are a great writer!

Sharlie said...

jill, this post is sweet. can't wait until I can empathize. ...that second statement was me being sarcastic.