Well, it was a rough weekend! We decided to pull the pacifier on Friday because our dentist told us Liam’s teeth were beginning to spread. He seemed ready to do it so he and I took his pacies down to Juanita Beach and threw them to the fishies (I know, not the most environmentally friendly thing to do but there were only 4 of them…). I told him that the fishies would take them to the little tiny babies that needed them. For the rest of the weekend, he kept saying “those little tiny babies have my pacies.” It was not easy for him and we tried, as much as possible, to acknowledge how difficult it was. I felt so sad – it was the first big loss he has experienced in his life. He did not realize that he could fall asleep without them, and the first day/night was really, REALLY, hard. He did not nap and cried for almost 2 hours that night. We would go in every 20 minutes or so and put him back in bed…he kept saying “I need my pacies!” It was heart breaking. At the two hour mark, after crying to my mom and Gina on the phone, I went in, picked him up and he passed out in my arms. Saturday was a little easier – he napped and I was excited only to find him with a pacifier in his mouth when I went in to wake him up (he had found one in his dresser). Saturday night he fell asleep on his own after dad read to him for an hour. He napped yesterday on his own and I think we are through it! Phew!