
Today was a big day at our house. Mason traded in his binky for 2 new trains!! Last night Mason came in my room and informed me his binky "had a crack" (the silicone ripped). This was the last binky we had and I had told myself once it was lost or broken there would be no more binkies. So today I took Mason to the store and gave him the choice of either getting a new binky or he could chose any train he wanted. Of course he chose the train and since they were buy one get one half off I bumped the prize up to 2 trains. After he picked out his trains we found a garbage can in the store and he threw away his final broken binky. Unprompted, he said a very heartfelt goodbye to his binky and then we left with James and Gordon, the new additions to our train family. As bedtime approached I got nervous that Mason was going to regret his decision because he has always been VERY attached to his binky at bedtime. But bedtime came, he grabbed his trains and headed to bed without even mentioning his binky. What a big boy!! I know it sounds silly, but I am actually quite sad to see the binky go. It will take some getting used to hearing Mason ask for just his baby sweep instead of his "binkybaysweep" all slurred into one word. Oh I hate this part of Mason growing up, saying goodbye to inanimate objects we've become close to. Here's to the many great binks that have spent time in our couches, under beds, buried in the book basket, lost in the toy room, and most importantly in Mason's mouth.