If you have a child, your house is full of junk. Precious, irreplaceable toys to them; clutter to us. My two-year-old got into it this year. The whole nine: Baby Jesus, Santa, presents, Frosty, everything.
We marched down the stairs Christmas morning and 10 minutes later, the hurricane passed and I couldn’t find him under the piles. There is now a precarious path leading through our living room and I have impaled myself on enough trucks to last a lifetime.
My plan of attack to get my house back under control (in a perfect world where children allow you to get things done) is as follows:
- Go through old toys and throw out broken pieces, pack up toys your child has grown out of but you want to save, and donate the rest.
- Don’t hold on to duplicate gifts. My son got three fire trucks that light up and make noise. Add the extras to the donate pile.
- Take the time to reorganize your toy storage (or organize for the first time if you’re like me). Get some bins, maybe go nuts and get a label maker and clean up the clutter. Having a home for everything will also make it easier for your child to pick up after himself. And wouldn’t that be a great way to start the New Year? Maybe in that perfect world I was talking about earlier…