Two weeks ago, we bid farewell to the pacis. Shortly after Lila + Lincoln turned 1, we limited their pacifiers to naptime and bedtime only. And that worked great. And we have never had a problem getting our turds to bed. They always looked forward to making out with their pacis for a bit and fell asleep happily.
But now they are 2 1/2. And my sweet little Pearl was starting to throw her paci out in the morning and scream the most horrid screams you've ever heard until we retrieved it for her. And then Lincoln thought it would be fun to try it sometimes too. And it was not a pleasant way for the big guy or I to start our day.
So when we heard Kelsey got brave and took her Lucca-lay-lee's away, we decided to give it a go. We told the kids how BIG Lucca was now AND all the special things she got to do because she was so big and brave. So, of course, the twins wanted to do it too. [We love and owe that Coco big time!]
The first night when we put Lila + Lincoln in their beds, they cried and said they didn't want to be big. They didn't want a new special buddy to sleep with and they certainly didn't want to get Fro-Yo, (with sprinkles), to celebrate. 'I wannnnnntttt my paciiiiiiii!'
So Brian played the guitar for about 10 minutes and they were out. The next day at nap time, Lila cried so very hard. We did force her to break-up with her first love after all. It was certainly tragic. She loved that thing so. B played his guitar and with in about 2 minutes she was out. Lincoln cried that night for a bit, but put himself to sleep.
And that's all it took. No more crying and they haven't asked for it once. They are so big. So dang big. I have to admit this was not hard at all. I was prepared for it to be much worse. Especially for our girl.
I can't complain about the pacifiers though. They saved my booty on numerous occasions when they were teeny-tiny and I was alone. They were many times, too many to count, that my newborn babies were soothed by their paci's while waiting their turn to nurse.