Well, with summertime craziness, no school, kids home.... it's been, well..... Crazy! Now that camp has begun I've decided in my infinite insanity to begin the stages of "Paci Rehab". Yes, this is the time when my little now 2-year-old Froggy will have to give up his paci in the daytime and keep it just for bedtime. Even though he's so freakin' cute looking like Maggie Simpson with his binky moving in and out all the time. He's a big boy, understands and knows that it's okay to leave his paci for a while.
So far I'm on day #8 of our "28 day" program and we've gone from complete tantrums to him casually asking for a quick paci break. So I think that's progress.
I was telling my husband about it and although I'm sure he thinks I'm nuts, I'm guessing men can relate knowing that the Toddler's "Paci & Duckie" combo can be related to the equivalent to a Man's "Scotch & Cigarette". The two belong together and when one is missing.....it's just not the same.
Be strong Froggy! Only 20 days to go.....
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