A milestone that kind of makes me want to cry

I knew it would happen soon.  What I was not expecting was that it would happen so quickly and so easily.

Isaac is now paci-free.

To back up a bit, Isaac is my first kid to really take a pacifier.  Eva took one for about a month when she was a newborn.  Eli took a pacifier for a few months as a baby, but gave it up on his own during his bout with RSV, because it was impossible to breathe and have a pacifier.

Enter Isaac.  :)  Little Man loves his pacifier.  I found his love for it to be awfully endearing and adorable.  I thought it was just the cutest thing that he loved it so much.  So I didn't press the issue too much.  I just always had the goal of doing away with it around the time he turns 2.

Because Isaac liked his paci so much, he had been having a little bit of a hard time with some of his word sounds.  So, he called it a "tassy".  Which we thought was adorable.  But I was still working with him on saying the 'p' sound at the beginning.  So he would usually say, "puh, puh, tassy".

Then, just last week, he started calling it his "happy".  I mean, seriously.  How cute?!?

Along comes Wednesday, however, and we are down to just one pacifier.  We at one time had 4, but slowly got down to 2.  Over the last couple of weeks, we seemed to lose each one at different times.  Leaving us with just one on Wednesday morning.  We went to pick Eli up from his school and Isaac had it in his mouth.  (He knew that I would always let him have it in the car and would immediately ask for it as soon as we got in the car.) I thought that he still had it when we came back home, but when it was nap time, I couldn't find it anywhere.  Little Man was so tired and we had looked every place I could think of.  So I took him to his room, gave him his blanket, and told him his paci was gone.  He looked around his room a little bit and I told him again it was gone and he just laid his head down.

I sang to him like always, put him in his bed, and closed the door.  The child never made a peep until 2 hours later!

Bed time went much the same way.  He did wake up after about 15 minutes and cried, but I think that had as much to do with a certain daddy in the house making big sister and big brother squeal with laughter.  {Grin}  Isaac went right back to sleep after Ryan rocked him for a second.  Then he slept all night!

Thursday- he never even asked for it and slept fine at nap and bed time. The rest of the weekend has gone the same way.

So I think I can officially say he no longer needs his "happy".

I did end up finding both pacifiers by Thursday morning, but just tucked them away so that he wouldn't find them.  (One pacifier was under my dresser.  Obviously. :)  The other one was in the back seat of the van.  So he must have thrown it behind him on our way home.)  I want to take a picture of them before they go off with the Paci Fairy.

My BABY is not much of a baby anymore.  I'm feeling a little sad.  :(




(As a side note:  I cannot for the life of me get this blog to cooperate with uploading pictures.  It just protests and says No! Feel free to share your words of wisdom on that one.)