The Nuk

I have been worried about how we are going to ditch Bear Cub's Nuk. 

It's not easy breaking an oral fixation habit.

I know.

One morning last week, when I went in to rescue her from her crib, she handed me her nuk and said

"Bo."

Which, as everyone knows, is Bear Cub speak for "broken."

I inspected the tip and sure enough, she had chewed the entire tip off.

I informed her that we must throw it away immediately.

So, we got dressed and headed downstairs.

"Maggie, are you ready to throw your nuk away?"

"Yes, Ma. Ma."

"OK then, go chuck it in the bin."

"Maggie? Are you OK? Do you need a minute? Do you understand what just happened?"

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh"

Which everybody knows is Bear Cub speak for:

"Seriously?"