It takes only a couple of months to form a habit, and even longer to break it. That’s why I mourn with my daughter when she cries, asking for something that’s been so familiar to her for so long.
This time, it’s her D-D-Dora sippy cup. It’s not that she doesn’t know how to drink out of a normal cup. She actually learned how to drink from a cup since eight/nine months. But she loves to drink from her sippy cup because it allows her to drink from an almost lying down position, so it offers such comfort when she’s watching tele or resting, or down time before she goes to sleep. It’s more of a comfort thing for her, like a grown up’s coffee time, or a nervous man’s cigarette, Oprah for the emotionally deluded.
Now when she wants to relax to her favorite TV show, she can’t sip slowly from her sippy cup. I’ve had some protests initially, but fortunately, she hasn’t given me any tantrums. Actually, the night before I initiated the ‘No Sippy’ policy, I had a very serious talk with her about it, telling her that she can never drink from it anymore because it is gradually ruining her teeth. Some people think that it is impossible to have serious conversations with a three year old, but you can. I try to encourage it with her, familiarizing her w/ conversation and explanation.
I’m actually pretty proud of her; it breaks my heart sometimes when I have to say no, knowing the times when she really loves to relax with a cold sippy cup of milk to comfort her. I know how much she enjoys it, but like most things, you just have to one day out grow it if you want to mature.
So my lesson of application to the non-toddlers: We have grown accustomed to cyclical habits along the years, but if you want a sign of maturity, stop the cycle and let it go. It makes you feel good, sure, but little do you know that it gradually ruins who you are inside.