And brilliant! Seriously. I never in a million years would have thought that the Binky Fairy would bring Big a 4-wheel drive truck, but he did.
It's such an insane thing to trade for binkies but, considering that Big asks for a 4-wheel drive truck just about every day, it was just the right thing. It isn't the real truck he was hoping for, but it will have to do.
The Binky Fairy knew that there was no way Big would risk throwing a tantrum about his binkies at bedtime for fear of losing the truck in a trade-back. Big has had a little trouble settling in at night, but nothing like we expected. The truck was brilliant, I tell you.
Never mind that I swore we'd never own such a toy for the children. Sacrifices have to be made at times, you know. Plus, it's not like I'm the one who got it-- that was all the Binky Fairy. So, my conscience is mostly clear (I say mostly just because I'm a guilt-ridden middle child).
Big is just such a guy's guy. He's all about worker trucks, balls and digging. When I told him the other day that he'd be going to preschool soon he said, "I don't want to go to school. I want to drive an excavator."
My explanation of the importance of school and how he doesn't need to skip preschool since he isn't even technically old enough to drive an excavator fell on deaf ears, I fear. We all know that he thinks age is just a number-- most certainly not a determination of what he can or should be able to do. His mind is made up.
Yup. Big is a total guy's guy.
Don't let the polish fool you.