Mothering My Miracle Multiples

We have a small house.  It is 3 bedrooms and 1 1/2 baths, a living room, a dining room and a kitchen.  Right now, the dining room is devoted to the kids.  It is where BABY JAIL is.  The kids have lots of toys.  I mean, I think it is a lot of toys because I am the one the has to pick them up constantly.  They got new toys for Christmas.  Bigger toys.  They have a toy box but everything doesn’t fit inside…not even close.

How do you decided when to, dare  I say it, get rid of some of their toys?  I mean, I still have their boppy pillows and bottle genies….I am way to sentimental to get rig of the bottle genies….those suckers should be bronzed!  They saved my life!

We all just have way too much “stuff”.  Redundant stuff.  For example, I have my Grandmother’s silver set.  I also have my own.  DO I really need both?  Am I ever going to hold a dinner party where I will need that many utensils?  In my tiny house?  Will I then have to apologise if some one ends up with a different pattern on his salad fork then his dessert spoon?  Good grief!!!

I have lots of clothes.  I am sending my remaining collection of maternity to stuff to a friend (who is frugal like me).  I try to clean out my closets when I do the summer to winter switch, but it still seems like I have sooooo much!  I guess I just get attached to it, and then it is hard to let go of.

My little snotty monsters are finally awake…8 am THANKYOUVERYMUCH!  This cold they picked up sucks.  Poor Daniel would rather let the snot and boogies accumulate on his face for days and then have it jack hammered off rather than having his little nose wiped….

Did I mention, I love bena.dryl?