I love the creative side of childhood, or I know that I should love it and encouraging it. Art work, box creations, rocks, feathers, nature, school work, towers, lego creations, forts, nests, etc. But oh the trash ....
We have a very large house, yet at times I feel like the walls of these large rooms are closing in on me as I see the treasures that have been built by the kiddos are piling up because they are “special.”
These creations are special and if I keep them all I will be on a next episode of Hoarders. My office walls are full of writing and art work; as are the bedroom doors, bathroom doors, hallway doors and more. The dining room is another toy treasure room. The bedrooms are large and full. So I sneak things into the trash and recycle after I see them discarded or untouched for a while. I feel both guilty and relieved when I do this. But it’s my job at Mom. One day they will understand.
Here’s the treasure I dismantled this morning.
Here’s my office door and a pile of treasures waiting to find some place to live.
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