i agree, but it seems to me you could quite possibly win for most expensive toy box… Don’t show your neighbors. you know, there’s the whole “keeping up with the Jones’” thing. Next thing you know, you will have to build a state of the art swimming pool, just to house them and stay ahead.
hottdog’s comment is priceless! My treadmill became my closet. Clothes hanging all over it. We were recently at a relatives, and theirs was clean and ready for use. My smart ass husband said “Hey Kell, look…this is called a treadmill. Not a closet, maybe we should try using it this way instead.” It’s all fun and games ’til I take over your closet buddy!
Its the little buggers you need to watch out for. I stepped on a tiny lego the other day and just about lost it. Right on the arch of the foot. It was one of those pointy top of a tower legos. The little ones…they’re killers.
look, i don’t know about your house, but in my house toys have to look after themselves. if they want to be fit, the onus is on them. you can’t blame them for wanting to be healthy to, momo. it’s in their *nature*.
HAHAHA. This is fantastic. Kinda like how I didn’t have a napmat for Ezra at school, so I sent him with my YOGA mat. And now THAT’s my excuse. “I can’t workout! My child needs a soft place to lay his head!”
PS. Thank you for your words on my “being okay” post. They were like a drink of cool, refreshing water to me.
PPS. I am linking you because I HEART YOU TIMES INFINITY.