And frankly, it's a whole new game once your toddler can plainly (and loudly) request (before a crowd of strangers) "I can have a booby?" If the answer is no, she will then get upset and say "I wanna have a booby, RIGHT NOW!" It sounds funny but when I am trying to get her home from the park or wherever and she has one of these little hissy fits, I feel more like crying than laughing.
The other day I actually had the rare luxury of taking a nap, with Violet of course. I always have to lie facing her so she has access to boobies. If not, she panics. I wish there were a 12-step program for weaning a child. She needs one but she won't even admit she has a problem.
You think I'm kidding. Listen to this: During this nap I had the audacity to roll away from her. Even in a deep sleep she sensed that the precious booby was out of her direct grasp. I felt her little hands patting my back. Then I felt a hand go up the back of my shirt. THEN I heard a tiny and desperate whisper: "Where'd they go?" I had to keep from laughing out loud. It was serious enough for her to rouse from a deep sleep. The little wandering hands soon turned to wild slapping weapons and the whisper turned to a shout: "Make a booby! Make a booby!"
I'm sure that for her feeling my back when she expected boobies was a nightmare. There was a hint of terror in her voice.
And back there when I said 'precious booby'? She actually SAYS that. I call her Golem when she does.