Eliza has two staples in her life: Pink Binki and Momma Bear. Both are old and quite frankly a little gross. The bear is one thing, but a binki that is consistently between the mouth and the floor is another. The rubber on the binki is old and starting to get hard. Fearing that it could tear and become a choking hazard John thought it best to get rid of the binki.
John and Paige went to Target to purchase new binkis for the girls. Although Eliza is almost 3 she could not give up the binki just yet. Plus, there are many times that it is best to let her have a binki than listen to her cry.
Just before bed John took a pair of scissors and made a clean snip of the tip of the binki - about midway through the nipple. He then placed the binki and the tip on the counter. When it was time for bed Eliza was looking for the binki. She ran and grabbed it off the counter. There was a short pause when she saw the aftermath. At first she thought the tip was an apricot. Then the sad words slipped from her little lips, "Oh no, pink binki is broken!"
At first she wanted to fix it, and was quit confident she could by placing the tip back on the binki. But she soon found that the end of pink binki had come. She graciously threw the binki in the garbage. To our excitement she accepted the new binki that she had turned her nose up to earlier that day when we purchased the replacement binki.
Pink Binki rest in peace.
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