Another Binky Farewell

This year our Cinco de Mayo was a celebration of no more binky for Ava! She actually made the decision herself the day before while I was getting ready to put her down for her nap. I gave her the binky at which point she showed me that she had bit all around the nipple and the tip was just hanging by a small piece. This is the second binky that has ended in this fate. I thought for a brief moment that I would just throw that one out and head down stairs to get our last binky. But, it happened to be trash day the next morning so we had just taken all of our trash out so I thought maybe we should just go cold turkey on the binky. Cause let’s be honest … the binky is just as much for the parents survival as it is for the kids comfort!?!? So I told Ava the binky was broken and that it had to be thrown away and then we would have no more binkies. She looked at me for a moment, grabbed the mangled binky, jumped off my lap and headed down stairs to the front door. I took her out to the trash and opened the lid and said that we had to say goodbye to the binky. She then pulled her binky into her chest and I thought for a moment that we were in for a battle. Then, she just threw her binky in the trash and waved to it.  She really hasn’t looked back since - a much easier transition than our weeklong crying fests with Ethan. Then again, we let him keep his binky until he was 2 ½. J