The paci's gone, he threw it in the trash (!!!!!) So we went to the giraffe store, and took a little cash. The reward? Bob the Builder. And a remote control Scoop. Now that the paci battle's over, it's on to pee and poop. Of course, there's still some addiction- a water cup at night. One day we'll have to take that, too, but I can't imagine much of a fight. I was scared to death of night one, it left me feeling queasy. But, night two was a little better, and night three, easy-peasey! I can't believe he's not a baby, and I was surprisingly really sad. The tears in his brave little eyes mirrored mine as the paci hit the bottom of the bag.
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