Bye, Bye Binky

As it seems to be with Mr. Noah - he marches to the beat of his own drum. On Monday night (September 22nd) Noah came to us & pointed out that his Binky has a hole in it. This was the last bink around the house & Jeff & I agreed that once it was no longer "good" that Noah would be "off the bink." We've noticed for a few weeks that Noah keeps biting his bink vs. sucking on it; we knew this was coming. I asked Noah if we should give his bink to the "Binky Fairy" to take away for some little boy who needed one. He said yes, and we marched out to the kitchen to put it in a paper sack. (It's amazing how fast you can fly by the seat of your pants once you become a parent!)... So, into the sack, and out to the back patio... Noah placed his Binky on top of the sandbox & we told him that the Binky fairy would leave him a toy in the morning, if he sleeps all night without it. Jeff got all teary, in turn, making me teary - as Noah placed the bag & walked back into the house. Noah did whimper/cry that night for a few minutes, which felt like eternity, but fell asleep & didn't get up until the morning.
So far Noah has done things like this with: going from his bottle to the sippy, his crib to his big-boy bed...and now with his Bink. It's really not worth "fighting" over Noah giving anything up, he does it on his own when he's ready!

Here was his toy - a pig! - waiting for him the next morning. He plays with this thing ALL the time now. We have to laugh because sometimes Noah says "B, b!" (Binky) and we say, "Noah, we don't have binks, we have a pig!" He laughs and says, "Oh yeah!" and laughs. And that is that.

silly kid.