The binkies remained. Nate was an active sucker and you could see his whole body relax when he had his binky. He didn't have them when he was awake, he didn't go out of the house with them, and quite frankly, getting rid of the binky was not that important to me. I know that makes me a bad mother... I should care about his teeth, I should break bad habits while he is young, blah, blah, blah. Every mother has her thing... this was mine. I just didn't really care about getting rid of it.
As Nate got older he started calling with nummies instead of binkies. When asked why, he would reply "because you put them in your mouth and you num on them: num, num, num..." it was freakin' adorable. However, it was starting to bother me that he still had the nummy... still needed it to sleep... still sent the house into a panic when the precious nummy could not be found. So, we, along with our dentist, set a deadline... 5. The nummies would be gone by the time Nate turned 5.
I was planning on doing it on his birthday. There would be so many other distractions, I thought that would be a good time. However, last night I noticed that Nate had bitten a hole in the last nummy in the house. I explained that he couldn't suck on it anymore because it would be unsafe. He seemed ok with it and when I asked if I could cut the nummy in half he said ok.
He fell asleep holding the half a nummy. No tears, no hysterics, no staying up all night. I was a little surprised. At bedtime tonight the half a nummy could not be found. Nate asked for it once and when I said I didn't know where it was, he dropped it. No tears, no whining, no nothing... I was amazed.
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