I took them each one at a time, and was really dreading each time. I had no idea how they would react. Gage's was the first trip, and wasn't I surprised when my "big little boy" ("I'm not a big boy Mama, I'm a little boy") was right at home in the dentist chair!
He knew just what to do with the air-sucking thing, and he even smiled and giggled! 
I was SO proud of him! The awesome pediatric staff was wonderful and helped a lot I am sure.Eli's trip was on Valentine's Day and he amazed me too! I did have to hold him so I didn't get any pictures, but there was no screaming, no tears, and lots of cooperation. He did clamp his lips shut a few times (which didn't surprise me at all) but overall he was a trooper!
While we were there the dentist talked to him about his beloved paci. She told him that "paci's are for babies, and you're not a baby anymore...", which actually caused a lump to form in my throat as I pondered that fact. But it was a very good talk, and perfect timing then to tell him later that "The dr. said no more paci..."
So away it went as soon as we got home. And 10 days later it is still gone. (We were down to just 1 after all the others had disappeared and I refused to buy more. Where do they all disappear to anyway??)
We have been paying for it these last 10 days honestly, even though he has hardly said a word about it. He has had a terrible time getting to sleep; it reminds us of the old days of letting him cry himself to sleep as a baby to teach self-soothing. It dawned on me that that is exactly what he needs to do, learn to self-soothe again without paci. And it breaks my heart for him! But it is slowly getting better and I know he will be completely over it soon.
It is definitely a relief to now know the answer to: How are we going to get rid of that paci??!!
