My daughter loves her a good binkie. She had her preferred brand, and she loved having it attached to a Wub-a-nub. She was the consummate binkie hoarder and I have loads of pictures to prove it. But it was time to say goodbye to the Bink (that's what she called it).
I can tell you I was scared to death. I knew she'd cry. I knew she'd throw fits. And I had no idea how I, or my husband, would handle it.
Needless to say it went differently than anyone expected!