Regression???

Tonight I put Michael to bed and went down stairs for a bit. After about 20 minutes I came up stairs and he was laying in his doorframe. When he saw me he sat up and complained that he was having a hard time going to sleep. I suggested that maybe if he wasn't laying on the floor he'd have an easier time. So he got up and went back onto his bed. Then he goes,

"Mom, I want a pacifier."

I stopped and looked at him. I thought I misunderstood him and asked him to repeat himself. Nope, that's what he said! He wanted a pacifier. I explained that pacifiers are for babies and to go to sleep. Then I went down stairs.

Fast forward an hour, and Xander wakes up crying. We go into his room to give him the pacifier. Only we can't find it!! Wanna guess where it was? That's right...

IN MICHAEL'S BED!!!!!!!