The end of the pacifier

We had a goodbye pacifier (or binker, as Jack calls them) party a few weeks ago. We started off the evening by taking Jack to his first movie at the theatre (Madagascar) and making a big deal out of this being a "big boy" thing to do. We had been talking a lot about saying goodbye to the binkers and giving them to the babies because he was a big boy now.

When we got home, we collected all the binkers from around the house (or so we thought, as we have found at least 6 more in the subsequent weeks), put them in a bowl, and let Jack have one last time playing with them.

Then we closed up the bowl, and Jack put the binkers on the front porch. We ran around the house looking for the "binker fairy" while Corey snuck out and exchanged the bowl of binkers for a "big boy" present. When Corey got back in, we opened up the front door and the binkers were gone! The binker fairy had left Jack a new big boy truck:

He was very impressed that the binker fairy had come and talked about it quite a bit. He asked for the binkers a few times, but went to bed without any problems. Every time he asks about them, we remind him that the binker fairy came to take the binkers to the babies. He decided that the binker fairy took the binkers to one of Jack's favorite babies, Ella's little brother Matthew, and seemed quite happy to exchange the binkers for his new truck.

Next up: moving from the crib to his "big boy" bed.