We've been talking to M over the past couple of weeks about getting rid of her "passy". She is 3 now and we still have some "baby-ish" things going on...but she's potty trained and sleeps in her own bed every night...so we're good there. I decided that involving Santa on this occasion was the right way to go. We started talking about it and she wasn't going for it. She insisted Santa was going to given them back to her. We tried to convince her that Santa would give them to the "baby elfs" at the North Pole (cause they need them right?).

She had her fist visit with Santa at the mall. That went well, she loved him. We didn't have the "passy" with us cause it was a totally spontaneous moment to see him. But as we kept "running in to" Santa over the past couple of weeks, we talked about it and kept reminder her she was going to give them to him. She seemed okay with it.

Well, we heard Santa was going to be stopping by the Babysitter's house to check in on her and see if she was being a good girl. This was it...it was the time to give 'em up. She seemd excited but I don't think she really realized they were going to be gone for good. We put them all (6) in a baggey and she headed out the door for the day.

Apparently, she anxiously waited all day for him to come and as soon as he walked thru the door she ran to him with the bag of "passies" in hand...

She's still holding on to them with Santa...but they didn't come home with us.

We did let her keep "1", her favorite...and when that one is "lost"...it's lost. Christmas Eve is still in a couple of days...she might give the final one up then. Baby steps...

(she's our last one and we'll stretch it as long as we can get)