Once upon a time there were twin boys born in Seattle. Their friends from all over the land came and showered gifts upon the boys as a welcome to the world. There were many wonderful and fantastic gifts ... swings, books, handmade wooden cradles, monkey lovies, lullaby music, and more! After a few months the Mommy noticed a seemingly unassuming pacifier sitting in a pile of hand-me-down toys and clothing. The Mommy washed it and offered it to her firstborn, Milo, since he had not yet come to love any particular pacifier. It was kismet. Karma. The Missing Piece. Milo's life, at such an early age, had become completely complete. The mystery pacifier was his constant companion. It helped him sleep through his first nights. It accompanied him on car-rides. It comforted him when Mommy had to go to work. He loved it.
Mommy decided to try to find another one of these mysterious perfect pacifiers. None of the generous friends could claim having gifted this magical gift. She looked all over online, ordering some which looked similar. But when they arrived it was apparent to both the boys that these were different. And not as good. They went unused. The Mommy called the Chicco, the Manufacturer, and was told that this pacifier was not available in the United States. Only in Italy! The Mommy tried to call Italy but didn't reach anyone. Dead end.
The Mommy became ever stronger in her commitment to buy more of these pacifiers for her eldest (by one minute) son. Buying dozens of different pacifiers for him to sample - but none would do. She looked online: Ebay Italy, Ebay UK, Ebay Australia, Amazon UK and more! But the Mommy was stymied. Instead of finding more pacifiers she dedicated herself to NOT LOSING THIS PACIFIER. She tethered the perfect mysterious pacifier to Milo's clothing. the Mommy was ever-vigilant. It was exhausting for everyone involved, including her friends!
Then one day Grampa Lenny came to visit and said "Let me try". More magical words were never spoken. He collected information from the perfect mysterious pacifier and *poof* the next thing we knew, well, after Italy's month long August vacation was over, we were delivered a box so special it glowed gold on our doorstop.
Behold! Milo is wanting no more! A happier baby is not to be seen! Hooray Len, Dragonslayer!
