I am officially a big boy! Mommy and Daddy have been telling me all week that the Nuk Nuk fairy was going to come on Friday night. I thought they were kidding, but since they kept bringing it up every day, I started to get a little nervous. When mommy picked me up from daycare on Friday, in typical fashion, I asked for my 'Na Na' when I got into the car. Mommy reminded me that the Nuk Nuk fairy was coming, and I BROKE DOWN. I cried all the way home. When we got home, I ran to daddy crying and started yelling at mommy. They decided to let me have it 'one last time.' Then we went to the toy store and I picked out a huge Woody (Toy Story) doll as a consolation for giving up my Nuk. I was okay with it until bedtime, and then I broke down again. Mommy laid in my bed with me to make me feel better, and I eventually came to terms with the fact that I would give up my Nuk. She reminded me how I was a big boy and that the babies need my Nuks.
On Saturday I only asked for my Nuk a few times, but I remembered that I had given them up and they were gone. I'm still a little sad, but I'm a big boy and am proud of myself! When mommy was putting together the nursery today, I even told her (without any prompting) that we needed to put a Nuk in the crib for the baby.
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| Me and my new Woody doll (and of course Mickey) |
That's all for now. G'night from the 'big boy'.