Around age 2, we always make a rule that pacifiers need to stay in beds, with the intention of weaning our kids from their paci's by age 3. It worked like a charm for the other two, but as soon as we instituted this rule for Audrey we began to see her true colors shine through. Multiple times a day, she sneaks up to her room to lay on her bed with paci and blankie, then when the spirit moves her she heads downstairs incognito.
In the above photo, everything seems just fine, right? Well underneath that unassuming blankie is a stowaway! Audrey has taken to walking down the stairs with her head covered in order to hide the fact that she has not left her paci in her room like she knows full well she is supposed to do. No accidental mistakes here, this is 100% intentional. Paul even caught her once coming downstairs wearing a Darth Vader mask to hide her guilt.
Yesterday she came downstairs with her blankie bundled into a ball. When she saw me, she jumped. "Turn around, Mommy!" she said. I obliged, and out of the corner of my eye, I watched her sneak under the boys' Lego table, behind a bin of railroad tracks, and bury her head in her blankie so I couldn't see her put her paci in her mouth. Oh my, oh my.
It would actually be a little bit cute and endearing if my attempts to remove said paci didn't end in bloodcurdling screams and full-blown on-the-floor tantrums. It's like she knows my noise tolerance is at an all-time low right now, and she thinks that if she just keeps it up long enough I'll give in to preserve my sanity. Sadly for her, the tantrums actually land her in her room without her paci, which continues to shock her no matter how many times it happens!
My mother-in-law likes to remind me that often the kids that are hardest to deal with end up doing the biggest things someday. If that is truly the case, I have very high expectations for Audrey someday. We shall see...