Stuff

The sheer volume of stuff that has accumulated in this house is amazing to me. I am in the process of my New Year of Organization. Today's task: my daughters' room. First there is the surface cleaning. I have to put the forty-five books back on the shelf. Put all the thirty five princess dresses in a tote. Gather all the baby dolls and stuff the stuffed animals together. BUT there are so many toys (what with Christmas just occurring) that their room is full to the brim. I have no problem getting rid of toys mind you. But Little d...

"But mom, I know I never use my vacuum cleaner, but when Little m wakes up, I will vacuum my room."

"I really love those dolls" {that she hasn't touched in over a year, that were bought at HEB for two dollars}. She finally agreed we could give them to a little girl who doesn't have any dolls, but she gave them goodbye kisses first.

Then of course as we find toys she hasn't seen in a while she MUST play with them right now. In the middle of the floor. Am I a bad mom because when she took a break from 'helping' and went downstairs I madly threw McDonald Happy Meal toys and pieces and parts and broken colors and broken hair barrettes in the trash bag?

I must not be that bad of a mom. I did save the leg of a Barbie. After all, Little m likes to chew on it.