My wife tied Aidan's pacifier to a few helium balloons this morning, initiating a ceremony.
We told Aidan "new babies needed his pacifier,
and that he was a big boy now and he needed to give it up."
That didn't go over so well, but my wife released the balloons....
and the pacifier floated away.
Then, the balloons got stuck in the neighbor's tree.
Now Aidan stands at the window to the back yard
- tortured as his pacifier dangles from a tree.
But I'm at work, and I don't hear a thing.
Sorry dear, I have to work late tonight.
