I just had to write this down before I forgot it. Originally Sam was going to give up his that-that (pacifier) when Ben was born, but with everything going on, Sam didn't volunteer, and we didn't enforce it. The next d-day was when he turned 4. We kept telling him that it was only a few more days until he was 4, and we would give up the that-that. His response was "I'm not 4 yet!" So last night, I took the that-that out of his room. There were a few sobs and tears. I put a sippy cup of apple juice on his headboard with the explaination that if he missed his that-that, he could just take a sip from his cup. I ended up laying with Sam in his bed for about 30 minutes before he fell asleep. He became concerned that I threw the that-that in the trash. Then that maybe he could "borrow" one of Ben's that-thats. There were moments that he was fine, then moments that he didn't think he could do it. I came close to caving in a couple of times, but figured that if we didn't do it when we said we would (when he turned 4) he would use it for the rest of his life. He kept saying,"I miss it." then would take a sip from the cup. I suggested that he just take a sip from his cup, so he wouldn't run out of juice. "Just enough to wet your whistle." Sam then responded, "Is whistle spanish for sip?"
I was expecting several visits in the middle of the night as he would wake up and not find the that-that, but I just got one visit and there was no mention of a that-that. I just took him potty and laid in bed with him for a couple of minutes and he was asleep!
Our boy is growing up!
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