I'm jumping back on the blogging bandwagon. I've had kind of a dry spell lately/ But no longer - now that I'm feeling better I'm starting to notice how much more there is to blog about!
I am SO proud of Max. We've been trying to break him from his pacifier habit for MONTHS! He's been talking like he wants to get rid of it, but without fail, at bedtime he cried until he got it back. And, quite frankly, I've been too much of a softie and too lazy to force him to give it up. Plus, he pretty much has just used it at night.
Well, last Saturday, me and the kids did a major overhaul cleaning of the basement. Too much mess - too many toys. During the cleaning, Max brought his pac to me and told me it was garbage and to throw it away. This wasn't the first time he's said this - we've been encouraging him for months. But, this time, I just took it quietly and put it into my pocket. Normally I go into a dramatic charade and say "Are you sure?" "You might be sad at bedtime without it" or "Okay, watch me throw it away"! I know - maybe Bria gets some of her drama from me. Anyhow, I just smiled and pocketed the pacifier.
When bedtime came, Max didn't say ONE word about it - and he slept all night without so much as a whimper. The next morning, I gave him giant praises, and he just simply said "Pac's are for babies. I'm a big boy."

(this picture is from April 2008 - if this doesn't show his obsession with pacifiers, I don't know what else could!)
I'm so proud of him!! This is something he truly decided and carried through on his own! It was SO much easier than going through a power struggle with him and deciding for him what was right. Instead, he made his own decision and, since he's a big boy, stuck to his guns.
So, I am happy to say - we are currently pacifier free! (Now to finish the potty training).