Pulling The Plug

My daughter, R., is the baby of the family. She has two older brothers. This being said, as you can imagine, she believes she is the Princess. And sometimes she is, 'cause really most of the time she's so darn cute you just want to eat her up. But she's also a force to be reckoned with when things don't go her way. This is especially true when the Queen of the house, that would be me, thinks she needs her tiara adjusted. That's when Little Miss Princess will buckle down for the fight.

Now, R. is a stubborn child who must do things on her terms. She'll be 4 in October and she has JUST finally potty trained. She had been refusing to use the potty until about two weeks ago when she did a complete 360. I don't know why the change of heart, it was, I believe, because she wanted to and for no other reason. Quite honestly, I really don't care why she did it, I'm just happy that I don't have to spend money on diapers anymore!

The next hurdle we need to jump is getting rid of the binky. Yes, she still has a binky. I can't pry it away. She only is allowed to use it when sleeping. She needs that comfort. Does anyone have suggestions?

I told her yesterday that when she turns 4 she has to wash up all of her binkies and get them ready to give back to the hospital. I told her that the hospital was running out of binkies for the new babies and when a little girl turns 4 they have to give them back.

She looked at me as if to say, "Yea, sure, just try it."

When she was talking to her grandmother I told her to tell her the story about the babies needing binkies. She talked over me like I wasn't even there. I asked her what she neeed to give back to the hospital. She said, in her confident little voice, "Not My Binkies!" And she went back to coloring her picture.

I'm doomed.