About 2 weeks ago my daughter lost her last paci. Naptime & bedtime have not been the same since. I was reassured, it only takes 3 days and she'll be fine. Apparently my kid is different. Nope, not the right word. Stubborn. She asks daily for it. Daily. At nap & bedtime she screams at me, kicks, and tries to think of every excuse to get out of bed. When she had her paci she would just go to sleep so nicely. In fact she was in a better mood all day. Guess what I found the very day after she lost her paci? A paci. Yep the one she bought with her own money. I found it in the van under the seat. Oh and guess what I found in the pocket of my bathrobe? Yep, another paci. Oh and guess what my son found at his Nana's house? You got it, another stinking paci!!!! Now I have not given her them but boy I secretly want to. Ok not such a secret anymore considering I just wrote it. But you get the idea! Before she lost her last one I had to throw the "last" one away because she bit it just about off. After that nap she comes out of her room to tell me that I needed to take her to the store and buy her a new one. I said no. She thinks a minute and then says, "I will get my money from my bank and you can take me to the store and I can buy one". Umm, yeah...she's 2. So that is what we did and that was the last one she lost. I have saved it though for her. When she gets older I will tell her the story and she may laugh or be really upset that I didn't give it to her but she will live. And so will I. Hopefully this phase will end soon.
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