I was overwhelmed, tired, and felt as if my life had been taken over by toys. They were everywhere I looked!
We were drowning in a sea of plastic figures, art kits, craft supplies, dress-up clothes, cars, planes, trains, and Lego. They were constantly underfoot and seemed to occupy every level surface in every room.
I was at the end of my rope! We had just moved from a very large rambling rectory into a much smaller house and there was no room for anything. I knew something had to be done, but what?
I was constantly nagging my boys to clean up, but they couldn’t. The task was too big. There was too much stuff.