New Toys..... or the box....

It amazes me how much stuff we accumulate over the years of our life. Right now I’m trying to sort through stuff to pack away, or get rid of. Daddy has brought me home some boxes to accomplish this mission. Hard part is I have no problem throwing stuff in the boxes, girls are getting good at it too. However Daddy for some reason is a pack rat rather attached to some a lot of his things.

The girls have so much stuff we could supply a small country with toys. Well maybe not that many but it sure seems like it. See the girls have a rather huge extended family, and not many kids their age. When Christmas or their Birthday comes around they get sooo much stuff. Sometimes I think we need a storage shed just for presents after Christmas. That doesn’t include the stuff that the grandparents just buy them or the girls manage to manipulate and con out of them. For some reason it is programmed in the grandparents to never say no to their innocent little grandchildren when they ask for something. But hey who passes up free daycare, so Daddy and I get time alone YAY!!

Anyway the girls open most of their toys after the holidays but we do put some new stuff away. That way when I get the days where “I’m bored”, “What can we do”, “There’s nothing to do” come whining from their mouths I have a plan of attack. The girls go pick out some toys, I try to make it more than we are getting out, to give away or throw away depending on how well “used” they are. Once they are boxed up we go to the new stuff and pick out two or three things.

So it ends up being Christmas all over again to them. Plus the bonus I now have a few hours most times to have no distractions and get stuff done. (ie on the computer, but don’t tell Daddy *wink wink*)

So now yesterday I got to thinking the girls hadn’t pulled their whining in awhile. Don’t get me wrong I was very happy about that. Still we hadn’t been in the “New Stuff” closet in quite some time. The girls had been good so far today so I figured the melt down was soon to occur. I went to find the girls to see if they wanted to get in the closet and this is what I found in their room…

No wonder it had been a good day!!!!


Forget the toys, forget the park, forget everything! Just give us a box big enough to fit in! They spent hours playing in those boxes all day yesterday, and actually today now too. This has been the most peaceful couple days in I can’t remember how long. I guess if the closet runs out of toys, which I’m sure it won’t, all I have to do is get Daddy to bring home some more boxes.

I’ve heard them driving bus, fire trucks (apparently sirens came on the box and were loud!). They have made them an animal shelter complete with every possible stuffed animal they could shove in, glad they have somewhere to be now. Today now the boxes are back to being the fire truck and ambulance and are on their way to go help Daddy. (Daddy is at a live burn training which we are going to later)

So now I guess I go try to pry them away from their fire trucks so we can go see Daddy and his. I’m pretty sure when I mention Daddy and the fire guys I’m the one going to have trouble catching up to get them ready.

Let the excitement begin, “OOOHHHH Girls!!!!”