For the past 3 1/2 years, many of my pictures of her looked like this:
She would have a big, 'ole smile behind her nuk. She would talk with it in, laugh with it in, cry with it in. She was pretty talented with that thing, and was even able to suck on 2 at one time!
And then, Daddy took care of the issue!! Mommy was gone one Saturday evening at a work Christmas party, and Daddy decided it was time! He "lost" the 3 that he could find, and convinced her she needed to go to bed without them. It worked- she slept all night long.
Well, we weren't going to give in after an entire night, so this continued for a few days and nights, and I told her that if she was a big girl without a nuk until Saturday, we would go to the store, and she could have some 'kid make-up'. It was a deal!!!!
Saturday came- one whole week, and still no nuk. We headed to the store where she found exactly what she wanted. A complete set of Barbie make-up! She was thrilled!
As soon as we got home, she dug right in. I kept hearing her say, "Oh My! This is awesome! Oh, my goodness!" She was thrilled!!!!
And then it was time for church, and debated just giving that nuk back...