Breakin' the baby from her pacifier.

[Skanky Burns]

I don't think my parents gave me a pacifier when I was a baby. I did always have something to carry around though, like measuring cups that all fit inside each other, or lego people.

[TheStinger]

I had a piece of blanket which had that shiny sily stuff on it. I couldn't sleep without it until i was about 7

[SuperSneak]

My parents used a very devious trick to get my pacifier away from me (I was addicted, I admit it--I had a problem and had not given it over to my Higher Power) at about the age of 4. The told me at Christmas time that Santa needed it for some other godforsaken kid. I guess I gave it up, reluctantly of course, but if I had only known that it was merely the first chapter in a long and sordid story of material goods used for emotional manipulation by them, I may have stood my ground.

My son had a pretty bad cold or pneumonia or something when he was about 10 months old and we just took it away since he couldn't breath properly (kind of like quitting smoking when you're too sick to enjoy it--not that I've ever been that sick, mind you!) and he didn't seem to mind too much.
Switching bottles for tip cups has been a bit more of a challenge however, but he's such an agreeable lad that it hasn't been too tough. Who can blame him for fighting the revocation of nipple?!?
He's getting to be a bit of a pill at bedtime though...I end up falling asleep on the bed with him and waking up with a teddy bear on my face and a book jammed into my spine.
Can't wait to see how Zane reacts to all of this...he's a horse of a different color altoghether...very gassy and cranky, like his mother!