Next to my kitchen table is a high chair and my visible drying rack is full of plastic sippy cups and lids. I have one section of floor kitchen cupboards band shut with a white plastic child proof safety gadget that even I, the adult, has trouble removing. The others are open because they store things like playdough, plastic jars, old measuring spoons and metal bowls.
Next to my garage door I have a wall lined up with tupperware containers. They are clear, so if you were to peek in them you would see a mini-sized canopy bed, a pink car and miniature women, I mean barbies. You would also see things like coloring books, chalk, crayons and stickers.
At any given point my bathroom toilet may very well have a shoe, light bulbs, or wash cloths in it…
Now in the dining room (the off limits room) we have a Dora tent with a long tunnel hanging off of the front. This just never made it out and simply replaced the Christmas tree that sat there two months ago.
As you can imagine, none of these items were made to match my chosen decor. However, they give my home as much character as the girls that play with them have given to my life.
Alena thinks she is a “fashion girl” and she spends her time at home literally stressing over which PJ’s to put on depending on her present play activity. IT’S A BIG DEAL! Kaitlyn, who has just learned to blow her nose doesn’t quite get it because any toy, pillow, doll baby or shirt is fair game for a good blow!
I often think I am crazy but I really think I would be bored to death if I didn’t have these little ladies giving me something to laugh at, look at and think about.
I just needed a little reminder today ;-)
