The plan: Accomplished.
New plan: Organize and purge long forgotten toys.
New plan: Not so much accomplished.
He choose to get rid of exactly 2 toys. And one of those is a broken McDonald's toy. Perhaps I will be going through the room without his help when he goes to preschool on Friday morning.
Sidenote: He did remember the name of two dragons he had not played with in at least a year. I mean really. Sam and Charlie must have made a deeper impression than I had realized. Needless to say, those squishy dragons will make the cut on Friday.
So as I was trying to make sense of the bomb that hit his room (and not step on a car, dragon, superhero missile or some other toy that would impale my foot). This is what he was doing downstairs.
In Pol's words: "Our house looks lived in. By a 4-yr old. No one else."
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