When Big Sister was approaching her second birthday, we absolutely knew without a doubt it was time to get rid of the boppy (pacifier). Oh, but one little catch. We were about to move her to her big girl room into a big girl bed. So, we didn’t want too much change for her all at once. We kept the boppy. Then, Little Sister was born and that was a whirl wind of excitement, tiredness, craziness, so the boppy stayed. Little Sister had a boppy so we thought it would be too hard for her to deal with losing the boppy and seeing Little Sister with one. So, Boppy stayed. Then we were potty training, so the boppy stayed for that too. All along, I knew this boppy had to go. It just had to. I wasn’t going to have a three year old with a pacifier. It just wasn’t happening.

So, for whatever reason, we decided that we would go to Build A Bear Workshop and have a Boppy Bear made for Big Sister. She could put her most favorite boppy in the bear to keep forever. So we did.

Brooke (my niece, and also my free labor girl) came with the Big & Little to a huge mall about 45 minutes away. Fun times. On the way to the mall, I though I would give the boppy to Big Sister while we were in the car, so she could snuggle and cuddle and kiss and love and say goodbye to her most favorite lovey. Yeah… I’m going to miss what happens when she gets that sucker in her mouth.

After a little while of walking around and seeing the carousal!!, we headed off the the Build A Bear Workshop. Oh what fun and how I wish we would have had one when I was a little girl!

Big Sister chose about ten different loveys then settled on the craziest looking Bear they had. Pink. With white hearts.

She loved it. She got a heart, rubbed it, kissed it, made a wish and placed it in the bear. Then, she did the same thing with her boppy.

We washed & dried it. Dressed it and named it (Boppy Bear) and off we went for another three hours in a mall that used to be the most fun water park we had around these parts. (le sigh, I know!)

We rode the carousal again (actually, my slave girl.. er, niece rode it while I watched and took pictures).

After a quick trip into Old Navy (Oh My GOSH I refuse to buy new jeans because eventually, my weight will come off, right!?) and trying on jeans with three children in a dressing room, because that’s fun, we went to the Cookie Shoppe and got cookies (because that helps with losing weight). Then we walked and walked and walked some more around this ridiculously large mall that is full of too many craptastic stores that sell way too much junk, we finally made it back around to the Build A Bear Workshop and made one for Little Sister on Big Sister’s request.

Little Sister was ready to eat and go to sleep, so we did a quick run through the store and her bear is curly and floppy. Just the way a baby’s teddy should be.

So. The Big Question: How did she do?

Well, she cried. Alot.She asked for her Boppy. Said that Little Sister could share her boppy. Said she needed it, missed it, loved it. She even said, “My heart hurts, I miss it”. She cried when we read bed time stories, when we put our jammies on. But we prayed too. We asked that God would comfort Big Sister and that God would be the only lovey that she would ever need. We asked for strength and to be brave like Big Girls. Big Sister asked if I would rock her (a big deal, because that’s Daddy’s favorite thing about night time), she told me that she was a big girl, that she was brave in her heart now and that maybe she’d see her boppy again. I kissed her nose, walked with her to her room, tucked her in, kissed her again and her Boppy Bear and said goodnight. She stayed in there all. night. long.

She did wonderfully. After about an hour of tears, she did just fine.

Of course, no naps for today. And I don’t expect there to be any naps anytime soon.

But I am so incredibly proud of her! Yay Big Sister!

I promise that Little Sister was there with us. But she was doing alot of this. Trying to figure out a way to get out of the stroller whenever we stopped. Next time, she’ll go in the becco carrier. But then where will I put all my shopping bags?

Posted: 06|25|08 at 10:10 pm. Filed under: Uncategorized.
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