This weekend, I found myself staring at a pile of toys (mostly cars and trucks) scattered around the living room...and it brought on a little anxiety. I was in clean up and decluttering mode all week and this was a bit too much for my brain to handle.
SO. MANY. CARS (and trucks, and trains, and airplanes).
"I have to do something about this," I told Scott. He asked me why and reminded me that we have a little one and toys everywhere is a sign of that.
I'm glad he reminded me of that. I needed that.
Our little guy will only be little for a little while. I need to enjoy this time as much as possible.
Sure, I'll teach him to clean up when he's done for the day, but until then, we'll embrace the play.