Potty training....not to be BUT THERE IS HOPE!

So, on Tuesday I was all gun ho about potty training. I had EVERYTHING ready. I was excited. The only problem was that I didn't have willing participants. As soon as Brooklyn woke up for the morning I showed her her chart, showed her the stickers, showed her the treats, had her go into the bathroom and ....meltdown. She threw a full on tantrum. She ALWAYS wants to go potty. She goes in there like 5 times a day! Well, she wouldn't have it. I gave her special drinks and put underwear on her. She wouldn't even go near the bathroom. Instead, she hid and would go potty there. Ok, I'm no dummy...(don't respond to that comment.:)) she's not ready. I get that. After 4 hours I gave up. It just wasn't worth it. So, instead of potty training, I gathered up ALL of the binkies and snipped the tops of them. My fabulous sister-in-law Maaret gave me the idea. I let the girls help me and they thought it was great. For some reason I was in one of those moods where I was going to accomplish something with them! Yes, the house was a mess and I could have just said I am going to accomplish the task of cleaning it, but I was so bummed out that potty training didn't work that I went to the next thing on my list. Anyhow, the girls tried the binkies and kept touching the tops of them like, "what the heck is this?" Brooklyn kept saying, "It's broken, Mommy. Fix it." I told her that we were big girls now and didn't need a binky. She didn't buy into that. She left the room all determined then came back with a bandaid. She tried to put the bandaid on the binky and said, "Not working, Mommy. Still broken. Fix it." Then she said, "Pleaaaaaasee, mommy". then gave me a big hug. I had to hold in the laughs and I told her that I would try. I also felt bad for her. This was a major part of her life and I just took it away. What a mean mom I am. I put the bandaid on it and it just didn't work. For the next couple of hours they moped around, cried and kept trying the binkies. It was hilarious, but I also felt bad. I have dreaded doing this for a long time because I just want them to be happy. Selfish me did this in the morning so I still had to get through naps AND bedtime. Naps weren't too bad. Kenzie went right down, but Brooklyn kept calling for her binkie. I let her sleep with Momma's pillow and she thought that was pretty cool. The rest of the day they asked for them, moped around a little, but overall, a pretty painless thing....for me. Poor sweeties may never recoup. So, we are binky free! YEAH!!! The best part is that we don't have to turn the house upside down just to find a stinkin' binky AND everyone survived the whole process...barely.