Both of our girls have sucked their thumbs, and Julia still does. Allie decided to stop when some new kids came to our daycare and the baby sucked it's thumb. She wanted to be the big girl and she was able to stop. She was about four years old.
What made her able to quit cold turkey was that she put away Dolly. Dolly, her soft pink fabric doll, who went everywhere with us for at least two years.
We took Dolly with us when we visited Greg's dad, Mike, in Florida when Allie was two. We had a lovely morning on a pontoon boat on the intercoastal waterway and at one point, when we were flying along, Dolly got blown overboard.
I screamed at Greg, who screamed at his dad, and we both yelled, We have to go back and get Dolly! Thank god, she floated, because we had only brought one Dolly with us (out of the five we eventually owned). We rotated them so they all wore out equally.
Likewise, Julia has her comfort object, her pink blankie. Blankie has likewise traveled everywhere with us. Unfortunately, there is only one Blankie, so she's getting pretty ragged.
I'm looking forward to the day when Julia stops sucking her thumb, but I know I'm going to be sad too. It's the last big babyish thing she still does, in her necessary quest to become a big girl.
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