Rock Bottom

I have been pretty accepting of Ellie's pacifier habit -- we try (pretty successfully) to limit it to bed, and it keeps her a happy, good sleeper.

I am, after spending three years wrestling with Margaret, pretty adamant that good sleepers are things I like.

But last night, when I went in to check on Ellie before going to bed myself, I realized that she might have a little bit of a problem.

We may need to stage an intervention.