My youngest just turned two and she, since birth almost, has been a binky baby. Let me just tell you, that beautiful plastic and silicone device gave me some much-needed rest during those early days at home with a new baby and very active two-year old. Dh and I have been discussing getting rid of the binky since, you know, she is two and apparently two is the magic age when all binkies should disappear, right?! Up until now, we've failed at this battle.
About a month ago, we were down to the last binky (or so we thought) and decided that when it was gone, that would be the end of it. Oddly enough, three more of those bad boys surfaced so we were back up to four!
We lost one at Chili's.
The other two are god knows where.
And thus, here we are, back to the last one.
Yesterday, we left that precious item at daycare and yes, we made it through the night with just a little bit of fussing. Today, aforementioned precious binky was sent back home again but rather than letting lil sis have it, I laid her down without it.
And she didn't make a peep.
Let the debinkification begin.