Thursday, January 6, 2011

we named him butter

On Tuesday morning while in Jackson, Eden, Christy, and Ashley headed to Target. Eden's last paci began to crack over a month ago, and had gotten so bad that her new trick was to put her finger inside the paci through the crack (like Little Jack Horner). Our diagnosis? Definitely "broken." Between Christmas and Monday she had even begun to acknowledge that she was too big for the paci.

We started talking to her about a month ago about how other parents said big girls and boys who have outgrown their pacis could get a new toy. For a while, she varied between wanting a dinosaur and a puppy dog that made noises (in the mix was a "big girl paci"). We had planned to go to Target on Monday, but the weather was nasty, so the girls headed to Target on Tuesday to check things out since E said she wanted to.

On the way Ashley and Eden talked about not having the paci anymore, and Eden asked if she could still have Georgia. Ashley said of course, and Eden said that would be ok.

Initially, Ashley skipped the Barbie Doll aisle and looked down every other toy aisle in Target. On the way out, they saw a puppy dog and went to look. Wouldn't you know it they had a talking puppy dog with a big vet kit including a shot, medicine, and stethescope? Eden was hooked. We now live with the fact that Eden has a Barbie product complete with pink fur and pictures of crowns.


On the way to the front, Ashley kept asking if Eden was ok trading her paci for the puppy. She said yes more than once. When they arrived at the check out, Christy had made arrangments with the cashier to have Eden hand over the last paci [in a ziploc bag] ... she did it with no problems! She was so proud and another lady in line said her daughter did the same thing with her granddaughter and had no problems.



After that, it was time to celebrate ... well almost - first to customer service to cut all the tags off (whose daugther is this?). Now it was off to meet Granddaddy at Chick-fil-A to celebrate.


Throughout the day, Ashley, Christy, and Chip offered dozens of names ... dude, bo-bo, bee-bee, princess, maggie, etc. .... later in the afternoon, the one that stuck was Butter. That night at bedtime, Eden asked with a smile on her face, "Can I have my paci?" and then said we could go to Target to borrow it. Other than that, night one was easy other than watching her little mouth try to suck on something as she fell asleep.

Day 2 there were a few crying episodes when she was already upset and wanted her paci, but overall it has been a very smooth transition. After we told her about the new baby on Thursday, she even offered later to get the new baby a paci ... although she was quick to tell Ashley that we didn't have to go to Target to get it, we could just go to the baby store.

She's already planning to take Butter to school to show what a big girl she is now. Can I say how proud we are? Oh, and don't worry, Ashley got the paci back from the cashier. She said she just had to keep the very last one. Don't tell Eden!

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