...SO mean.
A few months ago, after a spending several hours cleaning the children's toys and getting rid of as many as I could possibly justify, I joked that I was going to lock the closet where all of the toys are kept. Ha ha! Funny, Mom.
On Wednesday, I really did it. That's how mean I am. I have locked up all the toys and you can't have them until... What? You want to play outside? Well, sure, of course...
Since then the girls have not asked for their toys at all. Not once. There are a few things that got left out of the closet - a couple of dress-ups, a couple of dolls, the wooden blocks that live in a wagon downstairs - and they have been happily playing with (and then cleaning!) those few things.
Guess I need to reevaluate my rationalization for why we keep all those other toys around.
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So apparently it's toy day on our blogs...
Our playroom has been packed up since Thursday, Eden had been building fairy houses with the 10 toys that remain outside and lots of vegetation, Eamon has been reading comic books that Tim found in the closet. It's almost like the playroom never existed!
Seriously, paper, tape and string. It's all they really need.
That totally sounds like something I would do.
you are mean so hard!!!
Good call, Lauren, that's exactly how mean I am!
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