I Threw My Kids Toys Away.

I did it.
I threw my kids toys away.
Okay, I threw some to the trash, some to donation, but in essence I got ride of multiple garbage bags full of crap.
And it made me feel like this:
Like a cold, hard, calculated mother, I did it while the victims, errrr… girls were in school.
And I took no prisoners.
If you were a toy that was broke, gone.
A toy that hasn’t been played with in months, gone.
If you were random pairs of socks (mystery solved!) gone!
If you were a stuffed animal, GONE.
Gone, Gone, Gone!
At the end of the day I waited at the bottom of the stairs as they headed to their rooms to play after school.
Listening for violent screams.
Possible cursing.
But it never came.
They were none the wiser.
*self high five*
Mission accomplished.
I assure you if I had been caught in the act I would of received looks of death.
Something like this doozy:
Β Or this:

And especially this:

But what they don’t know won’t hurt them.
Which is one of my favorite parenting motto’s.

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  1. says

    I hear ya! I got rid of a lot of stuff this last month and it feels liberating. Unfortunately, no matter how much I seemed to have gotten rid, there still seems a lot left in the house. It’s a never-ending thing, this purging.

  2. says

    LOL! Absolutely wonderful! I have 30+ bags all ready to be donated, and I hate to say that I could very likely come up with several more! Thank you so much for sharing on Meandering Mondays!

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