September is a big month here.
HUGE in fact.
My oldest turned 3
My youngest turned 1
and I turned 25 for the 2nd time
first thing in the a.m when she saw the set up
Bear: crying in bed
Me: "whats wrong"
Bear: now serious crying
Me: "baby, what is it?"
Bear: "i don't wanna be free (three) any more Mom"
Me: "why. Three is great!"
Bear: more crying "noooooo.
I not a big girl. I not ready to give up my teet tees. I still wittle" more tears, serious crying
Me: "i know you're little. but i think you are ready. look you're even sleeping in your own bed"
Bear: "i dont wanna sweep in my own bed. i wanna be two. i wanna sweep wiff you and have a teet tee. i not ready to be freeeeee" tears again, wailing
i gave her her bink back
she broke my heart
maybe st Christmas she'll give them to Santa