The other day Will put his finger through his paci and ripped it even further than it had been after the last year of him chewing on it like a mini cigar. After that he started saying that his paci was "broken" and began to talk about throwing it away in the trash. I was reluctant to let him do it the first day because I could envision him being very very sad about not having a paci come bedtime that night. After all, Will has slept with a paci in his mouth for naps and bedtime since birth. But the next morning he confidently walked up to me and said, "My paci was broken so I threw it in the trash." I quickly realized all the disgusting items that had already been thrown away on top of the paci in the garbage and decided to just roll with it. And guess what? He never mentioned it again. Amazing. Once he was ready to let it go he never looked back. What a great quality.
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