You read right - "Bye-bye, ra-roo!" We started Tuesday night, figuring it'd be best since we had a long holiday weekend in front of us. How'd we do it? We hid all ra-roos but one and cut the tip off. I know, it sounds mean but it is seriously time. Charlotte was quite puzzled by a missing tip and said to both Stevens and I, "Mommy? Daddy? Ra-roo broken?" To which we replied, "Yes, sweetie. Ra-roo broken. It's all gone."
We told her when things are broken and can't be fixed we throw them in the trash for the trashman to come take away. She asked for my hand and we walked to the trashcan. Without hesitation she placed her ra-roo in the trash and waved bye-bye.
It wasn't until she sat down for storytime with Daddy that she truly understood that ra-roo was really gone. Tuesday night was tough - Charlotte cried for an hour and a half. Tuesday morning, the first thing she said was, "Ra-roo broken, Mommy. It's all gone." Wednesday, surprisingly, she took a nap at Vesa's without a fight. She fussed a bit Wednesday night. Thursday was the worst - she was up a lot in the night. Ra-roo was Charlotte's 'soother' and now she has to find another way to soothe.
We've taken it night by night and nap by nap (nap time is especially hard) since Thursday. It hasn't been easy. We're certainly not looking for sympathy, just a way to share. We'll keep you posted.
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