I’m in love with the idea of a simple life, a minimal life, an ascetic life. Sadly (luckily?happily? unfortunately?) the folks I live with aren’t with it. I read Simplicity Parenting and scoffed*. Seriously, I was just going to make 11 years worth of toys disappear and my kids would go for it? That’s not to say I don’t like the idea, I just think it would be easier to implicate with younger (non pack-rat) kiddos. And so, I’ve started with the babe. Over the weekend, I whittled her available toys down to her favorites which can fit into this bin. Her silks, a few dolls, and her toy animal collection is in there. The rest are put away and I’ve schedule regular rotation via my google calendar which is the only way anything gets done around here. She also has just 5 board books available on the table where we keep our 6 favorite fairytale and fable books. I have to say, I’ve already noticed her drawn to the books time and time again because there aren’t so many now. Surprisingly, when Finch saw what I was doing, he asked if we could do the same with his things. And so, I have set aside some time to comply with his request.
*Great post on this subject here.