Avoiding a Toy Takeover

I feel like I really don't have a lot to say, which means life must be going well, right?  When I don't have time to post, life is chaotic and busy and stressful.  I'll take this as a good sign!

A funny story:

Laura was sitting on the bed one morning this week waiting while we all finished getting ready before we headed downstairs.  She had one of the kids' toy phones.  She pretended it was ringing and answered it, "Hello, Dot the i Creative.  How can I help you?"  "Yes, .....well, that sounds like a construction thing.  I can get you a picture though!"  Hilarious.  She probably has heard Matt answer the phone a million times, but it was her own imagination that someone was asking for something construction.  So cute. 

In an effort to manage the overflow of toys that is constantly trying to take us over, we moved a large number of the toys up to the nursery (since it is vacant for the moment) and made it into a quasi playroom.  The girls LOVE it.  And I have to give credit where credit is due.  It was my lovely mom's idea.  I wasn't sure at first because I went through a phase when I didn't want toys in the upstairs.  We have toys in our basement, and we have toys in our living room on the first floor.  So I just wanted a floor with no toys. And if you've been reading this blog, at one time I managed to get all of the living room toys in our toy closet.  But once again, they had taken over the living room, and it was such a fight to keep it clean and hence, to keep our sanity.  So we moved the Barbie dream house, the Doc McStuffins stuff, the kitchen, and all the baby doll stuff all up stairs.  Pretty much everything that was out on the floor got moved upstairs.  We still have toys in the toy closet, which I'm fine keeping there, but it does feel much better in the living room.  The experiment will be to observe whether they drag toys downstairs constantly or leave them up in the play room.  We shall see!

Wanna know some things we had for dinner this week?  It was kind of a soup week.  We had chili and vegetable soup (and chili for leftovers one night).  We also had a vegetable macaroni and cheese that the kids did not like and attempted to make me promise we wouldn't have again.  I say "attempted" because they have to eat what I make or what my mom makes.  That's the rule.  We also had tacos last night, which they loved.  On the menu for next week: meatloaf, honey glazed chicken, salmon, and probably some more soup to fill in the gaps.  It's winter after all, and soup is warm and yummy.

Highlight of the weekend: Aunt Ellen came over to play!

A riveting game of Operation!