Midnight Faffy Thief

When my son was born, he was fussy. No, he was a pill. When he was a couple of months old my Mom decided to encourage him to use a pacifier. If you know my Mom you know she can be persuasive and she talked him into it. Since then pacifiers have been his one true love. He is now 2 1/2 and seems to be a bit more agreeable to giving up the vice so we have been trying to keep his mind off it. Our baby girl is only 9 months old so she is using a pacifier regularly now. The last couple of nights she has been fussy and running a low grade temperature so she has been restless. Last night after waking up and taking a bottle, I wanted to lay her back down and get some much needed rest myself. I felt around on the bed in my dark room and could not relocate the pink passy anywhere. I finally coaxed my darling girl back to sleep without her pacifier and layed down next my little son to sleep another hour or two. Guess what was in my little sleeping son's mouth. The little pink passy.