Never enough...

There is never enough of this...

or this...

to deal with this...

I am seriously being burried alive by toy hell.

McDonalds isn't making my kids fat, it's overloading my house with toys.

Not to mention my MIL's only love in life at the moment is buying toys for my children.

My mother LOVES garage sales, but sees that we wade knee deep to answer our front door, and has graciously slowed the toy buying.

I feel that the kids will not appreciate gifts if they keep getting spoiled like this.

I am on SERIOUS purge mode right now.

I LOVE toys, always did.

I get what they mean to a kid. That is their job. That is their best friend.

BUT we have SO much shit, we don't know what toy to play with next, and we littlerly have floors covered in them.

Enough.

I can't clean a house if all I do is shove toys back and forth.

So here's my newest delema. Beside the fact that I am eyeball deep (yes we went from knee deep to eyeball deep, note I am an exagerater. Accept it, do the math, instead of eyeball, or knee deep its more like shin deep, but for stories sake and my love for babbling, I need to tell you this. This way)

So back to eyeball deep in toys, I have an almost 4 year old who LOVES her toys, sleeps in a big girl bed, and is just like her mother and every other kid, who has toys EVERYWHERE in her room. Doesn't help that her room is huge, so more space to put all this shit. and more space to spread it all out.

Now Weaky is still in his crib, bonus. BUT I want to move him to big boy bed in the next 6 months or so, and so the room has to be somewhat 2 year old proof. So middle of the night he's not... well nevermind. You get my point.

I do have attic space that we use for the kids to store toys. It is packed with toys. Well I guess I answered my own question, I just need to donate, sell and have less in everyones rooms! Sigh... toy fairy come help me!!!

Fuck you Friday!

It's been forever since I've done a Fuck You Friday post. So here are some fun Fuck You's I need to get out there... enjoy!!

• Fuck you to Comcast. Your new DTA box is shit, I now have to replace the one I just put in. And fuck you to your customer service people, who are extremely nice, and so I can't yell at them. Damn you all.
• Fuck you to the P90X work out, I do believe because of the Kenpo X I can not turn my head. The whole, look forward punch forward, look back kick back routine, that I still can't get right may or may not have me turning my whole body to look to the side. That folks is a small problem...
• Fuck you to the weather. Yes I know it's fall. I got it. Seen 31 of them now. But could I get those pretty fall days where it's chilly but sunny? I mean does anyone remember what the sun looks like?
• Fuck you to laundry. Because of my lack of doing, folding, sorting, purging. I have a 3 foot high by 3 feet wide and approx 8 feet long pile in my loft. It's clean, but let me tell you, I have completely dug out ALL the clean underwear. (I had to free ball it yesterday!)
• Fuck you to Spaghetti's medical insurance. Because you are now going to cost us $400 a month we are dropping to the middle plan. We would like SOME of his check please.
• Fuck you to the toys. We have SO many fucking little toys. I mean seriously. I just did the attic shuffle, moving in old toys, to condense. I thought it was a great idea to put those plastic drawer things under the t.v. cabinet for smaller toys. That was just a invite for Weaky to pull the drawers out, fling the toys, and then stand on top of the drawer container, to only have Bagel scream like she is standing on acid floors for you to get down or you will get hurt. I need a dumpster!!

That is all the Fuck You's I have for today. Hope you enjoyed. Let me know if I missed anything would ya?

Opperation Attic now renamed Opperation Insanity

I have decided (yesterday) to clean out, purge and organize my attic space.

Now let me explain to you what my attic space is. It is the storage above my garage, and in front of Weaky's room. The trap door to get there was in the garage. You needed a 8 foot ladder just to get up there and don't even think about storing anything useful up there.

Pain in the ass.

So I became all genius like (momentarily) and asked my ever so handy father, Carrots, to cut a hole in Weaky's wall (in his closet) and create a door to this attic space. Then covering the original trap door in the floor. Hope that explained it is not over the house, yet is still attic like.

Attic like as in there is NO air flow, so the fact that I chose the end of July on a 80 degree day to do it, and with my 3 year old and my 15 month old is just retarded.

BUT I am getting somewhere. I have purged, organized, and am organizing the toys. Thank god when the Queen (my mom) gave me all my hand me down toys (bins, and bins, and bins full) she had them all labeled and in nice bins. Fabulous! So I rearranged them by age. Burring the barbie houses for now, and pulling out the care bears and Nerfuls (see below)

I also have the fisher price main street with all the cars and people out.

I am leaving the Barbies, Thundercats, Precious Places, O'Jenny, Sulvanians, and god only know what else to when the kids get older.

It is quite the toy shuffle, and dragging ALL the bags of baby clothes out, only makes me cringe at the thought of having to go through them. Ugg.

Thank god it's all on the second floor and not on the first. (Spaghetti is having a friend over for dinner. And this project will SO not be even near clean) I am hoping after dinner, the boys will go to the basement media room, and leave me be.

It also doesn't help that Weaky's room is the only way into this attic space. And since he is teething, he naps for HOURS, great for me, but bad for progress.

So I do have a question for you all. Please answer, even you lurkers should participate...

Q. How many different places in your house do you have toys? Is it one general room? Or each child's bedroom?

Thanks for your input. For now Weaky is napping, so Operation Attic is halted. Stay tuned for more exciting toy organizing new.

They Heart Toys

Bagel is a big fan of all things Disney right now, she is sporting her Tinkerbell p.j.'s here, loves her Tigger and Pooh (Darby is her favorite) and her Mickey's Club House shows. For Christmas Spaghetti and I bought her the "Changing Tree" all with little figures of Tigger, Pooh, Darby, sold separately are Piglet (our second one, Dong ate the first one), Roo, Buster, and for V-Day I got her the Eeyore.

Then for Valentines Day we my IL's bought Bagel the Mickey Mouse Club House, with Mickey, Minnie and Pluto, Donald, and Goofy sold separately. So the sectional is lined with all her houses, all while she is watching her Disney Movies. (all day different ones. I insist for sanity reasons) right now she is watching Lilo and Stitch for the first time, I have seen the Tinkerbell Movie about 32 times now (I don't mind that one, I heart Tink!)

Weaky is just really getting into toys! Oh he loves to sit up in front of his barn or any toy for that matter and play! For Valentines day he got a floating boat and sea animals for the tub! (he's still in his little tub, but likes to sit and play!

I miss the days when playing with toys was my daily job... I guess that is what my art room and blogger are to me now.

(My IL's are leaving for Arizona and won't be home for Valentines Day so they celebrated early. And we celebrate Valentines, and Sweetest Day, I love to celebrate the ones I love!)