Ever since Search has been potty trained, he likes to take off his diaper or his underwear before he goes to sleep. Like last night. Yesterday when I went in to get him out after his nap he had taken off his pants and underwear, put them in a corner, peed in a different corner and was huddled in the opposite corner eying his mess while waiting for me to get him out. He tells me that he yells for me to get him out to go potty, but I never hear him. Maybe I'll have to get the good old monitor out again.Search is now past the 2.5 year mark. So for the past couple of weeks I've been telling him that he is too big for his binky and that we need to give it to the garbage man. He tells me, "No, it's mine, not the gawbage man's". So yesterday, it being trash day, I decided once again to find a way to part with the binkys. I began telling him of all his little friends who grew too big for their binkys and gave them to the garbage man. It didn't take much persuasion before he decided that he was ready to take the next step to be a big boy. We heard the garbage truck rumbling back down our dead-end street and dashed for the door with binkys in hand. We ran out towards the garbage truck in the cold, Search in his jammies and me in my shorts from exercising. We flagged the garbage man down and I told him what we were doing. Search, without hesitating chucked the last two remaining binkys into the truck. The driver gave him a thumbs up and we headed back inside after watching the truck turn the corner. Search was pretty excited about giving the garbage man his binkys and kept telling everyone how he was officially a big boy now.
I was interested to see what would happen at his nap. This was our conversation at nap time:
1:00
Me: "Ok buddy, even though you don't have your binky anymore, you still have your blankie. So cuddle up and close your eyes."
Search: "Mommy, is the gawbage man coming back?"
Me laughing: "No, he is taking your binkys to the dump."
Search: "I don't want the gawbage man to dump my binkys".
Me: "You're a big boy. You'll be ok."
1:30
He screams at me to come change his sheets because he has peed in this crib
2:00 He drops Lightning McQueen and needs me to get it for him
2:30 He has to go potty. Again
2:50 Finally falls asleep
3:30 Wakes up
So maybe soon he will take the last remaining step toward big-boyhood and cut out the naps too. But for now, I will still force him to nap, for my sake if nothing else.
5 comments:
That is too funny! Hailee never wanted a binky when she was little, just when she was 2 1/2 and I was babysitting a little girl that always had one.
Gavin had his binkies for a long time . . .sometimes I miss them. It's funny, when we got rid of his, the sleeping habits seriously decreased. Those binkies are great soothers.
And cute pic. Whenever my boys have bare bums, I just have to pinch them!
Funny picture! I don't look forward to the "take my diaper or undies off" stage. And...what a good idea on getting rid of the bink. Ellee LOVES hers--so, I'm always trying to set a dead-line and a creative way to get rid of them. Right now it's just a battle to keep them strickly to bedtime and the car. She seems to find them all over and she'll come in with this huge grin--so proud of herself!
toddler tushies are the best :)
We did the typical "cutting off the top" of the binky and letting Alyssa see that it was broken. She held the plastic part of the binky for about a week before she decided to throw it away. She is still telling me about how her binky is broken and had to be thrown away. It took about 1 1/2 months before her normal sleeping schedule returned...well almost, her naps never did get back to three hours, but it would be hard to believe that they would still be three hours even with the binky. But now, as long as we sing before bedtime, everything has returned to normal.
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