Rachel: Uh-oh Mommy - Broken. (Referring to the pink binky I had just handed her as she laid down for her nap).
Mommy: Hmmm, well, do you want the blue one?
Rachel: Yes. (I hand it to her expecting tears and perhaps even a tantrum) Uh-oh Mommy, dis broken too.
Mommy: Uh-oh, well, do you want to hold them?
Rachel: No.
Mommy: What shall I do with them?
Rachel: Trashcan
Mommy: Okay.
Rachel: Mommy, new binky?
Mommy: We don't have any new binkies. I'm sorry. You okay?
Rachel: Yes. I hold pink blankey.
Mommy: Okay. Love you. Night-night.
Whew, that went oddly well. Hopefully she'll still feel the same way tonight. Today was the day. I'm not sure why, other than the fact that she has only had them when she sleeps for months now. She's getting so big. I'll miss her little binky face. This was possibly (if not probably) harder for me than it was for her!
Edited to add - She did decide that she needed to hold her pink binky. Glad i didn't toss them like she told me to. Funny. Cross your fingers for us!