Lyla napped in the Koala room today with no binky, never even asked about it. Tonight Julie and I were in the nursery with her before bed, complimenting her on her maturity.
"And you slept without a binky!"
"Yeah!"
"Like a big girl!"
"Yeah!"
"Because Koalas don't use binkies."
"Yeah."
"And you didn't even cry?"
"Yeah."
"You were a big girl."
"Yeah!"
So we decided to ride the wave further.
"Do you want to be a big girl in the crib tonight?"
"Yeah!"
"A big girl without binkies?"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
Lyla threw me her binkies. I hid them in the room across the hall. Julie placed her in the crib.
Five seconds later, Lyla started to cry. Within one minute the crying escalated to dead-puppy sobbing. Then suddenly she was silent.*
*Because I entered the nursery and plugged her with binkies.
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