Late last fall she and I made a goal for her to give it up come the new year. I think she truly wanted to give it up but didn't know how and I told her to pray to God about it, which she did. She knew it wasn't healthy and that it wasn't good for her teeth. Right before we traveled at Christmas, she gave it up for her nap. Then one day after the new year, Don put her down at night and took it away from her. I would check in the morning and there weren't any obvious replacements. I was afraid her replacement would be her fingers but there wasn't evidence of that happening. One day led to another and then another and I'm so proud to say she's FINALLY cured of her habit.
Last Saturday night we went to celebrate the fact that she gave up her rag. She chose to go have ice cream and was quite excited. The second picture makes me wonder if her new habit is bad manners...Actually, it was just goofiness and giddiness.
I don't know why but the rags had remained in the house and were on my dresser. (BAD MOMMY!) Today she asked to throw them away. I thought she'd be remorseful or regret seeing them go but she was excited to do the honors.