Several weeks ago, Lee decided the children were ready to give up their pacifiers. It was one of those “I think you’re wrong, but I’ll submit anyway” moments. To both of our surprise, they adjusted quite well, and quickly. Bethel has had trouble getting to sleep, although she isn’t asking for the pacifier. I just pulled Baby Tad out of the rotating toybox, and she’s been sleeping with that. Maybe she just found a new comfort item. Lee was kind enough not to say “I told you so” and I did admit that he made the right decision. (and I’m thankful I listened to him)
The only problem now is that Laurel decided she likes a different kind of pacifier, and I have about 10 of the old kind. Oh well!