Matthew officially decided he was a big boy yesterday afternoon and threw his "higher" (pacifier) in the trash. He told us that he wanted to be a grown up and that he didn't need his higher anymore. We have been trying to get him to give this up for months and months, Mondo trying harder than me, with no luck. Then all of a sudden, out of the blue Matthew makes the decision and throws not one, but two of them in the trash. He went to bed without one and I convinced him that he was a big boy and didn't need one at nap time today. To celebrate this milestone Dad said he could get a toy while we were at Walmart. I'm not thrilled with the decision, but it's what he really wanted -- a giant machine gun complete with lights and sounds. The gun is almost as big as he is, but he goes and finds it every time we go to Walmart. He also explained that he wanted to be a grown up and pay for it, so I handed him the debit card and he made the transaction. My baby isn't a baby anymore and I'm having a tough time coming to terms with all this growing up in such a short amount of time!
Oh my goodness, you have no idea the hope that story brings to me. I swear I think Kate will never give hers up, and I just can't get myself psyched up enough to go through the trauma that would be involved in forcibly taking it away from her. Congrats to the big boy, paying for the whole transaction and all. That's adorable.
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