Day 78: Binky: A story of love and loss

Today marks one week since P officially put down her binky. This was not a sudden decision - we have been prepping for "Operation: Abandon Binky" for the past year. We told her that when she turned three, it was time to be a big girl and give all her binkies to the babies that don't have any. When the big day came, we ceremoniously took all her binkies, placed them in an envelope and "mailed them" to the babies.

Fast forward one week - I'm happy to report P is doing well...for the most part. We have the occasional meltdown that typically goes something like this -

Me: P, it's time for bed
P: I want my binky
Me: I know. But remember, you're a big girl now. We sent them away to the babies. That was so nice of you to do, P!
P: [Blank stare, wailing] "I miss my binkies! But they are gone! They are never coming back! And I be SOOOOO sad! I miss them so much! My binkies be my best friends! But now they are gone forever!" [SOB]
Me: [Terrible mother] I know. I'm sorry.

Progress never comes easy. But someday when her teeth aren't pushed back six ways to Sunday she'll thank me (I hope!)