Judge now. Go ahead. I can take it.
We thought about getting rid of the thing before AE was born, but it just didn't feel like good timing. I really felt like he still needed good naps and solid bed times, and I knew that if I took the paci away we wouldn't have either.
But a few weeks ago, when discussing it again, we decided he was ready. He's more flexible and more easy-going now than he was a year ago. And we thought he could handle it.
So last Friday we sat him down and told him he'd gotten to be such a big boy and that it was going to be a very special day. We explained that the paci man was going to come and take his pacis to babies and bring him something in return. He was all in.
He packed up his pacis and put them in a bag. We walked to the mail box and put the bag inside and then came in.
He ate lunch with eager anticipation. He asked about one hundred times if the paci man had come yet. And over and over again he would say, "I don't know I can do it." It was so sweet.
When lunch was over, we walked out to the mail box as a family. Luke took his ladder so he could open the mailbox himself.
The paci man left Luke a note with his gift. And when we got back inside we read it to him.
Inside the box was a monkey we've since named Coconut.
I would have never dreamed this transition would go so well. He fell asleep at that first nap without a fuss, but only slept for 30 minutes. I laid back down with him and he slept off and on for another hour or so. When he woke up we got to celebrate with a cupcake.
And true to his introverted self, he has not mentioned his paci since that day. I know he still thinks about it, and I know he's not sleeping quite as well without it, especially at nap time. But I am so thankful to have this behind us. And so thankful that he did so well.