~Peter Here~
Last Sunday after church, the kids were outside running around under the trampoline, playing with cars after dinner. I came inside with Autumn and her hands were dirty so I held her up to the kitchen sink so she could wash them. April had washed her pacifier and set it on a towel next to the sink so it could dry. Autumn said, "That's my binky!" and reached for it. Normally, I'd stop her from getting it, but I had a better idea.
I set her down on the ground, and with a very excited look on my face said, "Let's get the scissors and cut it!" She got a quizzical look on her face but agreed. I reached into the cupboard and grabbed the scissors. While keeping the same excited look on my face, I told her if we cut it it'll be broken and we don't have any more. Her concerned look remained.
At this point, April, who was sitting across the room, interjected that we were serious and that if she cut it, it would be gone forever and we weren't getting any new ones and that she wouldn't ever get a binky again at naptime or bedtime. I kept the excited look on my face as I agreed with April and told Autumn that Mom was right and that she'd be a big girl if we got rid of the binky.
Then I handed Autumn the scissors, helped her align the blades around the nipple, and told her to go ahead and cut it.
She did.
I took the scissors from her, gave her a high five, and handed her the two parts of the binky. She took one piece in each hand and tried to put them back together a couple of times before I told her it wasn't going to work. Next she put the nipple-less binky in her mouth and tried to bite what was left to keep it in her mouth. It didn't work. She grabbed it as it fell out of her mouth. I told her it was broken now and that we needed to throw it away. Then I opened the cupboard under the sink and she dropped the pieces in.
I gave Autumn another high five and a big hug, told her how proud I was of her for making the decision and let her go give April a high five and a hug.
Since then, Autumn has asked for her binky before every nap and bedtime, and at various points throughout the day, but she's done just fine without it. No tantrums or whining. We just remind her that she cut it and threw it in the trash so it's gone now.
...Now it's time for POTTY TRAINING!
Last Sunday after church, the kids were outside running around under the trampoline, playing with cars after dinner. I came inside with Autumn and her hands were dirty so I held her up to the kitchen sink so she could wash them. April had washed her pacifier and set it on a towel next to the sink so it could dry. Autumn said, "That's my binky!" and reached for it. Normally, I'd stop her from getting it, but I had a better idea.
I set her down on the ground, and with a very excited look on my face said, "Let's get the scissors and cut it!" She got a quizzical look on her face but agreed. I reached into the cupboard and grabbed the scissors. While keeping the same excited look on my face, I told her if we cut it it'll be broken and we don't have any more. Her concerned look remained.
At this point, April, who was sitting across the room, interjected that we were serious and that if she cut it, it would be gone forever and we weren't getting any new ones and that she wouldn't ever get a binky again at naptime or bedtime. I kept the excited look on my face as I agreed with April and told Autumn that Mom was right and that she'd be a big girl if we got rid of the binky.
Then I handed Autumn the scissors, helped her align the blades around the nipple, and told her to go ahead and cut it.
She did.
I took the scissors from her, gave her a high five, and handed her the two parts of the binky. She took one piece in each hand and tried to put them back together a couple of times before I told her it wasn't going to work. Next she put the nipple-less binky in her mouth and tried to bite what was left to keep it in her mouth. It didn't work. She grabbed it as it fell out of her mouth. I told her it was broken now and that we needed to throw it away. Then I opened the cupboard under the sink and she dropped the pieces in.
I gave Autumn another high five and a big hug, told her how proud I was of her for making the decision and let her go give April a high five and a hug.
Since then, Autumn has asked for her binky before every nap and bedtime, and at various points throughout the day, but she's done just fine without it. No tantrums or whining. We just remind her that she cut it and threw it in the trash so it's gone now.
...Now it's time for POTTY TRAINING!
2 comments:
Way to go Autumn! That is always such a hard thing to do. I love the picture of her when she is in jeans and a red shirt. Such a cutie and beautiful eyes! Good luck with the potty training. Erika has gone poo about 20 times and pee about 3.
You guys are hilarious with your creativity, I can't believe she fell for it.
And now you can just blame her for cutting it?! good one I'll have to try that with Sophia, though I don't know if I am ready for her to give it up, I guess I'm more addicted than her. You should hear her sigh and sink into sleep when she gets it at bed time.
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