Mommy is so proud of you for doing such a great job keeping your toys neat. It really helped that Daddy and I spent hours reorganizing everything into tubs, moving your toy chest downstairs, and moving out some toys you generously agreed to give to the baby.
No longer am I stepping on doll house parts or little people as I try to navigate my way to your bed to tuck you in during the middle of the night. No longer am I finding paper bags containing stuffed animals, Mr. Potato Head parts and half chewed crayons (courtesy of Montana, not Avery) all over the house. You are growing up, and learning responsibility. It warms my heart. We still have a little work to do, but we’ll get there. TEAMWORK, right?
In light of all of this, I have to say that when I asked you to please pick up the My Little Ponies that were strewn all over the living room, this isn’t really what I had in mind. BUT, I have to give you credit, they were up off the floor.
(And yes, that is Olivia, the well-traveled Pony that you see there!)
Who knew Little Ponies had magnets in their feet? Apparently Avery figured it out.