Marley want her baby

With the advent of Marley's second birthday, Josh and I decided it was finally time to throw away her pacifiers. Over the past year, Mars has come to call them her babys. This is due to the fact that we are constantly telling her to "take that thing out of your mouth. Your not a baby." To which she generally responds in the way of "No Marley is a baby." To parents whose kids never truly loved a paci, the fact that Marley never went a day without one seems a little outrageous. But all the parents with kids with pacis, you know what a relief they truly can be. They squelch almost any meltdown. At nighttime, we would give mars her paci and her eyes would instantly start to droop. It was a leveraging device that mars understood in any argument. But alas, we knew it was time. I have heard the horror stories. I have seen the school age kids walking around the grocery store looking ridiculous. So two days ago, while marley was sleeping, we got scissors and cut up all of her pacis. And the transition hasnt been as horrible as expected. Except for the fact that on night one, she was up until almost midnight crying, referring to herself in third person "marley want her baby. Marley be goood. please give marley her baby." This continued untill her eyelids fell closed and she just could not open them again. And she has refused to nap without her paci, so she has been uber grumpy. but its getting better I believe. last night she fell asleep against my arm while we were sitting on the couch. It was eight o clock, the earliest mars has gone to bed in over a year. she literally had been sitting down for about thirty seconds when i heard a soft little snore. it was really cute. it was not really cute when she was wide awake popped out of bed at five thirty this morning though. oh well, at least i wont have any more pictures marred by the presence of a bright orange and green piece of plastic hanging out of her mouth.