Sleep in soggy peace
Well, it’s finally happened. The season of Wubbanubs has ended in our house. After the disappearance of Nathan’s elephant wub – Wubby - and the slow disintegration of three giraffe wubs – Raffie, Raffie Jr. and Raffie the third – the pacifier, which has really only been a plastic ring for the past month, finally broke off of Bup (a blue bear, originally named Chewy). But over the past few months as Nathan has chewed holes in the pacifier and Mama has snipped away at the broking pieces so they don’t become a chocking hazard, new night time friends have come into the picture. And we’ve also been practicing the idea that “yes, Bup is broken, but he can still snuggle.” So this morning when we woke to find Bup’s pacifier (or what remained of it) had broken off, Nathan gave Bup’s nose a little chew, and got on with things. And this evening he chewed on Bup’s nose a bit more, tried out a foot, then lay a now very soggy Bup on the pillow next to him, snuggled with his dolly and went to sleep. But don’t get too jealous of us that bedtime is no longer tied to a pacifier - we’ve just entered the stage of asking for specific animals in bed. And those animals, and their location in the house, change nightly, and are known only to Nathan.