I got the post-Christmas organizing bug. So last Friday evening I took the opportunity to organize the kids' toys. I moved 6/7ths of them to the family room and organized them making sure to gather and count all their various pieces to assure that all were accounted for. Then Maggie woke up Saturday morning and dumped out every last bucket of toys making may-hem of it all over again.
So Saturday night I took the opportunity to pack away many of the toys (especially those with all the pieces that needed to be numbered and accounted for).
Then Sunday afternoon she made a jumble of the remaining toys.
Which makes me wonder if she even cares what the toys are or if she just likes dumping. Which made me realize that I should just keep packing the toys away. I can get them back out when she actually cares. How many toys does a kid need, anyway? My grandpa used to tell us about how he spent his whole childhood playing with sticks he cut into different lengths. The short sticks were sheep, the bigger ones were horses, and the really big ones were cows. A few sticks sure would be easier to clean up...
Also, while organizing I finally got to hanging up some "art" in the boys' room. I picked up these frames at IKEA for 2 bucks each. They don't have real glass in them, which is actually better for hanging around boys anyway, I figure.
Here I framed a few pages from one of our favorite books "How I Became a Pirate." On one of our very first dates I read this book to Dan and he was laughing so hard he started crying. Then both of us were sitting there crying real tears while staring at a picture book. Its one of my favorite memories.
I found this old map at my grandma's house, it was so old that it was coming apart along all of the fold lines, so I just cut it up and framed 6 of the sections. I'm thinking about picking up some more frames and hanging up more of the map. I adore maps.