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Tuesday, 16 December 2014 23:58

Gifts we give, gifts we receive

Stuff is everywhere. I have so much stuff that if I'm not constantly getting rid of some of it, we run the real risk of being buried. With the onset of Christmas, there will be more stuff it is inevitable. After all, they keep growing.

And I will be the first to admit, I am part of the problem. If left to his own devices, my husband would probably trash a good three-quarters of their toys and he's right, they wouldn't even notice. But I've never really grown up past the phase of loving blocks, and I have this sick desire to build a wooden metropolis on the coffee table. So, despite the fact that I've bruised the bottom of my feet repeatedly, stepping on various shapes of wooden pain, I don't want to get rid of any. That is sick.

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Tuesday, 16 December 2014 01:01

Gifts we give, gifts we receive

Stuff is everywhere. I have so much stuff that if I'm not constantly getting rid of some of it, we run the real risk of being buried. With the onset of Christmas, there will be more stuff it is inevitable. After all, they keep growing.

And I will be the first to admit, I am part of the problem. If left to his own devices, my husband would probably trash a good three-quarters of their toys and he's right, they wouldn't even notice. But I've never really grown up past the phase of loving blocks, and I have this sick desire to build a wooden metropolis on the coffee table. So, despite the fact that I've bruised the bottom of my feet repeatedly, stepping on various shapes of wooden pain, I don't want to get rid of any. That is sick.

Published in Edge Staff Mom

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