Pepe update

Pepes were placed in an envelope and tossed in the mailbox. She cried momentarily when she realized this was it. No more pepes in her company at night time any more. The night went off well. She did not wake up. She did not stir in her sleep. No nightmares. No anxiety attacks (from either of us). Just total acceptance. Of course they are so much more resilient then what we give them credit for. The next day she said very sweetly at night "Can I have my pepe?". No sweetie, you are three now. The next night, in a different tone "Can I pleaaaase have my pepe??". Smiles. No, sorry my love. You are three now. Ok. It was easy. I will never doubt you again.