Yesterday we decided that the girls' room really needed a clear out. I go in there fairly regularly and 'cull' some of the stuff that has somehow accumulated. However this time we decided that we would take everything out of the room, sort it all out and do a bit of decluttering then put back what was left. We would also sort and organise everything so that the children could easily find (and put away...ha ha) their toys.
So we pulled out every container, tray, toy and 'treasure box' into the middle of the living room floor...and onto chairs...and the sofa...and the dining table...and the kitchen bench....after that I surveyed the piles and had a cup of tea and Bex and a nice lie down.
However after much wailing and gnashing of teeth, two days later it was finally done (yes, you read that right...TWO DAYS). There is now about 1/4 of the 'stuff' and despite being a bit anxious about the process the girls are now really happy with the organisation and all the space. They even found toys they forgot they had.
I, on the other hand, am totally bewildered. We don't buy them lots of toys, they get some toys at birthdays and Christmas, lots of books and they like games and puzzles but that's pretty much it. Where possible we try to encourage gift buyers to give them 'experiences' rather than more toys. I even managed to limit the amount of stuff that comes from friends and acquaintances with this email last year. So where does it all come from?
I don't know, but I'm beginning to suspect that the toys are breeding.
3 comments:
Gosh, that was a fascinating website (of Aussie phrases) you sent me to.
And an awful mental picture of breeding toys. Ew.
My cricket team wear baggy blue. It doesn't mean their hats though.
(Sorry. Thought brought on by your link.)
i think the things we own seem to breed even as adults...its a mystery to me where all the books and bags come from here ;)
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