Dec 18 2008
Making room for new toys
I feel at this moment like I have just ran a marathon while jumping in mud puddles along the way. Thankfully that isn’t the case, I did however tackle my girls bedroom! I went through all of their toys making piles of keepers, sale items, and charity items. I can’t believe how many toys they have… or rather they had. I mean half of them were broken or from when they were babies. I even found a teether! It’s not like I haven’t done this a million times before… okay I’ve done it at least three times before, but sometimes getting rid of things is just too hard to do. The memories held in each item makes it way to special to throw away or donate. Today was different, today I was tired of walking over toys just to tuck them into bed or searching through boxes of toys just to find that special stuffed animal they just can’t sleep without even though they haven’t seen it in days! Today I pictured all of the toys Santa will bring them in a few days and all those special memories were not enough to keep the toys! The memories will forever be in my mind but those toys… well they have to go!
It has taken me all afternoon to conquer this tiny room which isn’t going to be a great excuse when my fiance comes home to find me so tired and nothing in the house done. He’ll never notice how much cleaner and empty the girls room is, instead he’ll just assume I did nothing all day. Boy I wish my life worked that way I mean seriously I don’t think I’ve had a do nothing all day day since I was in high-school!
So while I’m going through all of these toys I’m happily explaining to my very nosey four year old that they have outgrown their toys and we are giving them to little boys and girls that need toys.
“Don’t sale my dolls”
“I’m not going to sale your dolls honey, we are giving away the toys you don’t play with any more”
“Don’t sale my computer”
“Brianna please go into the living room”
She runs down the hall crying to her sister “Sister… Mama is selling all of our toys!”
At this point I have two crying little girls, toys and trash up to my ears and the bad thing is there was no turning back at that point even though I desperately wanted to!
