Sometimes I really do think Kirsten is going to go to college someday still sleeping with a binky in her mouth.
This girl is SO attached to her precious binky. For a very long time, she's only been allowed to have it when she's sleeping, and she's never fallen asleep without one. We used to have one in every color, like in the picture, but she's slowly lost them and we're down to one binky. The pink one.
Today, she lost the pink binky and I couldn't find it anywhere. I decided it must be a sign that Kirsten doesn't need the binky anymore. The "Binky Fairy" was already prepared with this adorable Pillow Pets lamb, so I pulled it out of the top shelf of the closet and made every effort to sound extremely excited that she was getting a gift from the Binky Fairy. "The Binky Fairy knows that you lost your binky, so look what she's giving you to make you feel better! Anytime you feel sad or miss your binky, just pet the lamb and give it a hug!"
Kirsten petted the lamb. . . twice. She then proceeded to sob and cry and moan, "My binky!" over and over, until she decided that instead of taking a nap without a binky she would rather play in her room and shout my name over and over until I came to get her.
So much for the Binky Fairy.
Tonight, Stephen searched her room and found the pink binky. We took that as a sign that she can hang onto the binky for awhile longer. I just felt like the meanest parent in the world trying to keep it away from her, and she's really not ready to understand the concept that she doesn't need a binky to fall asleep. So I just hope her future college roommates don't make fun of her too much when they see her, sleeping soundly with her precious binky.
Question for you all. . . If you have had a binky-obsessed child, how old were they when they gave it up? When were they ready to understand and not freak out about it?