Farewell Wabbie.

She's growing up... I can't stand it. I knew it was time. But she loves that silly pacifier. One of her very first words... "Wabbie" we all looked at each other with confusion... "WABBIE" she said a little louder and with a tad more urgency. Walking down the hallway with all the authority a fifteen month old can have...she showed us what she was referring to... Her WABBIE!

But today we said goodbye to the Wabbie... we packed them up and they are all going to Baby Dane. She's shed a few tears... but never asked to have it back. She's growing up.