For the last week, we have been telling Andrew that the paci fairy was going to come to our house, because he was a big boy now and didn't need his paci's anymore. There were babies that really needed his paci's, so the fairy was going to take the paci's and give him some big boy toys. The first two nights I told him, he started crying. After a couple of days, he started saying, "presents!" when we talked about it. Last Friday night was the big night. We put all the pacifiers in a box, and I let him keep one for his mouth.
Once he fell asleep, the fairy took the paci's and the one that he had in his mouth. At about 3 AM, Andrew woke up and started asking for his paci because he couldn't find it. With fear in my voice (haha), I said that the fairy had come, but we couldn't go see what she brought for a few more hours. To my absolute surprise, he said "Yea!" and actually fist pumped the air and went back to sleep. In the morning, he ran out to see what she brought. She had brought a hot wheels truck, a helicopter, and replaced the paci's with coins. She even left him a nice note about how proud she was of him. :)
Andrew was THRILLED when he opened them. He carried his toys around all day saying, "paci", which is what he calls the fairy. We just ran into one minor issue. When I told him the fairy was coming earlier in the week, he asked if she was going to take his monkey. I said that she would definitely leave his monkey. Monkey has a paci on it, but he refused to suck on it. It is his most cherished toy. I bought it so I wouldn't have to wake up in the middle of the night to find his pacifiers. However, he used monkey as his stuffed animal and refused to suck on the pacifier part. You can see he has monkey in the pic above, as well as in the picture last week where he comes out to see his Easter basket. WELL, he decided that night that he would give monkey a little try! Now I had to figure out what we were going to do with monkey. When he went to daycare on Monday, I poked a hole in the end and he didn't look any different. When he tried him that night, he gave him to me and said, "broken." That was the end of that. I'm not going to lie. I'm shocked at how well this has gone. Not one tear, and he has been without them for a week now. He asks about them at least once a day, and every day I remind him that the fairy took them so he could have him big boy toys. He either says, "yeah" or "why", but no issues at all. I'm so happy!
