Tiny Baby Things
Our small house is overrun with toys, diaper genies, boppy, clothes, exersaucers, jumperoos, baby gates, baby bottles, tot school...ahhh. Its easy to get totally overwhelmed with the shear volume.
So you would think it would be easy to just start to get rid of, or at least pack away, some of the tiny baby things. Right?
I've been stalling for months now to pack away the tiny baby toys. Morgan's been breathing down my neck about it, Henry doesn't touch the things, and our living room has constantly looked like it exploded. But still. I just didn't want to do it.
It meant the end of my tiny baby. For real. If the the toys were gone, so was the baby. And I pretty much hate that.
Finally one day I got sick of looking at all the toys and didn't let my emotions get the best of me. Well except for Sophie, who I refuse to believe Henry will ever outgrow.
may have cried.
But I'm happy with the new space we have for more stuff -- stinky big boy stuff. And at least Henry isn't our last baby - who knows how I'll ever get rid of anything then.
...my poor house.