Mother Courage: The dummy's curse
In which I give up the ghost.
We need to talk about Doudou. No, not the Senegalese footballer or the lower denomination of the French Indian rupee, but the holy grail in our house: One's dummy.
Call it soother, pacifier, dodi, binky, that large rubber globule that babies wear in their mouths. But there really is no dressing up this, the most obvious marker of parental failing. This indicator that you don't have it in you to placate your own child. Or...
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