One more thing

I completely forgot to mention that Wednesday was the day Grant's paci developed a hole in it (with the help of me and a pair of scissors). He sucked on it, looked confused, took it out of his mouth and inspected it, put it back in his mouth, took it out again and declares "Uh oh, paci broke." I agreed it did look broken so he walked to the garbage can and threw it away. And that was the end of his life with a paci.

Thursday at naptime he called me in to ask what he could do with his mouth. And that's the last I've heard of the paci.