Spring cleaning – really any cleaning – is a little difficult with a child hoarder in the house. I hear, “Mama, this is NOT trash!” as Blair removes something from the trashcan.
This week, I took all of her panties out of her drawer and asked her to put the ones that she liked back in the drawer and leave the ones she didn’t out. She is notorious for saying she doesn’t like the pair I pick whenever I help get her clothes out after bathtime each evening. I figured we could get rid of some that she doesn’t like.
Here’s what I got:
In the 2 1/2 years since she potty trained, she is still wearing THE SAME SIZE panties. So we have 2 1/2 years worth of panties given by grandmothers, put in her stocking by Santa, bought if she wet her britches in the car, etc. Some of them – especially the first Elmo, Abby, and Zoe ones – are WORN out!
But, she left out *three* pair of panties to get rid of. And they were all plain white. She kept every single pair with designs or characters on them. She’s fancy alright. I made her add a few more to the pile, but we still ended up with a panty stack as tall as the drawer – and come tomorrow they will be all wadded up and strewn from one end to the other.
Oh well. It’s one of those battles that is not worth fighting….