Here’s a common scenario. It’s just before bedtime. Alden is ready to go down. We’re moments away from sweet parental liberation, but—

The indispensable binkie is nowhere to be found. We look in the diaper bag and under the couch or next to the toy chest or on top of the bookcase to no avail. We never seem to be able to find a binkie when we need it.

But then, yesterday, binkies started coming out of the woodwork, appearing wherever we looked. Like cicadas in the 17th year or those giant sea turtles when they come out of the sea all at once to lay their eggs, the binkies arrived en masse, and suddenly we have a sort of binkie gridlock on the kitchen counter.

We don’t know how to explain the convergence or what to do about it.

But I know from experience, they will be scattered and missing again by the time Alden goes to bed tonight.