Goodbye Yellow Brick... Paci?

Saturday March 15 2014.
The day I finally gave up my pacifier.

My last supper with paci...

 

Paci leaves mouth...

And let me tell you, it was no small feat. For almost three and a half years my Dads have been trying everything to get me to give up the rubber crack. And nothing took. I just wasn't willing to let it go.

That is until my Dads told me they'd take me to Toys R Us and let me pick out anything in the store if I gave my pacies to a new baby. My friend from school, Robin, just happened to have twin baby brothers who were just born. So my Dads thought this was be the perfect opportunity to pay it forward and pass the pacies on.  So we went to Robin's house and I begrudgingly did it. I handed my pacifiers over to the little bald, winy babies.

And before I could cry about it, my Dads reminded me it was time to go to the toy store.

I picked out an awesome new construction train set.

I know my Dads were hoping I'd stay under 20 bucks, but screw that — I deserved this. It's been almost two weeks, and I haven't had one craving.

Love Maxwell