Just in case you thought it was easy to remove pacifiers from our lives, let me just tell you a little story from earlier this evening. I found yet another pacifier hiding in Alexis' room, this time under the chair. I tossed it in a basket on her dresser with the thought that I would throw it away later. But not so fast, Alexis saw this little event transpire. And Miss Thang decided she was getting that pacifier. She threw the mightiest of fits as she tried to climb the dresser and continued said fit for over half an hour as I tried to get her to go to bed. She reached a point where she was so tired, I don't even think she knew what she was mad about. She just knew she wasn't giving in. So I did. I fully confess, Miss Alexis took a pacifier with her to bed. But I have won the war. I took the paci from her the second she was asleep and threw the little bugger away. For the record, she does fall asleep a lot faster when she has a pacifier. Too bad we think she's too old for them.

Alexis picked out a dancing frog for Daddy for Valentine's Day. Because she is of the female persuasion, she picked something out that she actually wanted for herself. It worked perfectly; the frog might technically belong to Daddy, but she's the one that plays with it all of the time. (Kind of like the Steelers sweatshirt I once bought for him, but that he's never worn because I always have it.) The quality of the video isn't fabulous, but you'll get to see what Alexis does every single time someone pushes the frog's buttons.

If you can't play the embedded version of the video, try this link. Oh, and the part where she stops dancing to hold the frog's hand--yeah, she knows exactly what she's doing and she is doing it because she knows he's about to say "hold my hand."