Binky Guilt

After reading Katie and Kelly's posts on losing the binky, I felt compelled to create a post myself. I'll admit, I felt inspired, but that lasted about 10 seconds. I title this post binky guilt because I am ashamed to admit that I love her binky just as much as she does (by she, I mean Mallory, the twins never used one and I strongly feel that that was the way to go - but too late)! She doesn't have a favorite doll or blanket, just a binky, and many of them. The one and only thing that soothes her like nothing else can. I fear the day of losing her binky so much that I haven't even let my mind wander to what that day may be like. And I'll keep buying them like I did last week and we'll keep frantically searching for them when she is on a tirade. My only saving grace is that she will take any make or model ever created, which has come in handy in many other houses. So for now I'll she'll keep it and we'll concentrate on other things, like the twins using the potty. That should be an entirely separate post, because they deserve a post dedicated to how amazing they are doing. One and a half weeks...in underwear...no accidents - and hopefully never looking back!