You know you are an emotional wreck when.....

you are walking thru WalMart with tears in your eyes because you think you have lost your son's pacifier!

Yes, I am the crazy lady walking up and down each and every aisle trying to find a paci on the floor....you know the one that is sticky from melted ice cream, spilled soda's and God knows what else. No, it was not on the floor, where we checked out, in the parking lot or in his car seat.

The good news is, it was found in the car!!!!

Here's where the sanity question comes into play.....I told my sister before we found it that even if it had tire marks on it I would take it home, sanitize it and stick it in his mouth.....who is really obsessed the paci, me or Bryson??