Our Little Connoisseur

Last night we tried to get Finn to sleep for about an hour and a half.  He had been fed and changed, cuddled in our bed, left to try to sleep in his own crib, rocked and walked and sung to, given Advil (in case his teeth were bugging him), changed again, all with a precious soother in his mouth.....finally he spit out his soother.  It landed on the floor so I reached for the clean one on his change table.  The instant the 'new' (clean) soother was in his mouth his eyes closed and he was asleep.  Apparently the Mam brand soother that we have doesn't cut it.  He is an Avent man through and through.  An hour and a half all for a stinking soother.  Sigh.  It was just so ridiculous I had to laugh.