The End of an Era

The diapers are gone. The pacifier is gone.

It's crazy.

This summer, our little Levi has really grown up. Potty training Levi was easy. Easier then we ever thought it would be. He figured it out pretty quickly and before we knew it we were done. He even learned how to stay dry through the night! We have an occasional poop-in-the-underwear accident to deal with, but only when he's just too busy to be interrupted by a trip to the bathroom.

After our trip to Illinois, it was obvious that Levi needed to be done with his pacifier. Granted, he LOVED it. He would literally jump up and down for joy when it was time to go to bed and he could get his pacifier. So, after a lot of hype Levi put his pacifier into the trash and then helped push the trash can out to the curb. And, even though he's been sad that his pacifier went away in the trash truck, he's also done quite well without it. The amount of crying was less than we expected.

In some ways, it feels liberating to be beyond diapers and pacifiers. There's one less load of laundry every week, no more wipes, no diaper pail, no pacifier to remember to take along, keep track of, etc. But, on the other hand it's a little sad to know the baby stage is over.