Our conversation after the ritual singing of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star:
Me: Now, do you need a binky?
Mr. D: No!!!!!!
Me: Why not?
Mr. D: Binkies are for babies!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Oh, right. Now you're a boy . . . Did you ever use a binky?
Mr. D: Yes.
Me: Do you remember what it looked like?
Mr. D: There were 3. One green, one purple, and I don't remember.
Me: Was another one pink?
Mr. D: Uh-huh.
Me: Do you remember what picture was on them?
Mr. D: Um, spots and plant and I don't remember.
The interesting thing about this exchange is that Mr. Destructo has not had his binkies for over 2 years. Yet he still seems to remember. The ones he used most often were in fact green, purple, and pink. The spares were white and blue. And there was one with dots and another with a flower on it. His favorite was the pink one with the flower on it. How about that?
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