no more binky

We have been wanting to help eliminate Owen's dependence on a binky at naptime and bedtime for some time now. This morning, Owen wasn't listening when I told him to get the binky out of his mouth, so I decided that today was the day to get rid of the binky resulting in Owen throwing his binky in the garbage.

Later that day, Daddy, Ivy and Owen went to the dump to throw our garbage away. (We live in a town where you have to take your own garbage to the dump.) As Daddy was gathering the bags to throw into the dump building, he overheard Ivy rubbing unsympathetic salt into Owen's wound remarking to Owen, "Hey, Owen, you wanna say goodbye to your binky one last time!"

Do we love each other here or what?

There's no turning back with breaking the binky habit now...I hope all goes well!