After 6 months of preparing Luke for his third birthday, and the time that we had declared he must go binky free, the day was finally upon us. Saturday night as he got ready for bed I could not help myself and began to cry like I had watched a greeting card commercial. The older two boys looked at me with a look that could only convey affirmation of their growing understanding that Mom was indeed strange. Luke on the other hand was curious as to the sudden tears. Daddy was quick to inform him that Mommy was just having a hard time with Luke getting so big (after 9 years of marriage he is finally is starting to get it....
Sunday the big day arrived. After Luke awoke the binkies were all handed in and the party began. That evening as he got ready for bed he mentioned the binky only once with a question that was more a statement, "no more binkies?". We confirmed the hard truth, no more binkies and told him what a big boy he was. He stoically went off to bed and we sat near the monitor listening for him to cry or struggle to sleep. We waited and waited and finally realized that our son was indeed a big boy and that there would be no tears tonight. There have been no tears or problems on the subsequent two nights.
Shhhh, don't tell Luke or Daddy but Mommy has the binkies stashed....you never know when you might need them (only in case of emergency....hmmm maybe I should put them in a glass case somewhere with a small hammer instead of a Ziploc bag). Isn't it great that my three year old is adjusting better than his Mommy?
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