Lucy's final pacifier broke...She's almost 3 so we figured if they didn't break we were going to have to remove them soon anyway. She just forced the issue a couple of months earlier by chewing on it so much. The first attempt at a nap after that didn't go very well. Adding to the trauma was not 5 minutes earlier a bee stung her.
Naptime did not happen the next day. Nor the next, or the one after that, nor any other day, really, save the few catnaps she gets if she's in a car for more than 20 minutes anytime after 3 p.m. And even then, don't dream of transferring her into bed upon arrival home --nope, she's sufficiently rested. Apparently, we're not only done with "pa-pa," but also with nap. *sigh* At least she still has "B."
On the same vein, Cory has, on his own, given up sucking his thumb. (that, my friend, is accompanied by a chorus of angels).
Good job, buddy.