No I’m not talking about the Pixar movie, there’s no Woody and Buzz in this story. Well there is a Buzz phone that some how in the last 9 years has survived without needing the batteries changed, I’m pretty sure the thing is cursed. I guess the more appropriate title for this blog is toy nightmare. Eleven years and three kids later the toys have taken over and I’m not even sure how it happened. It’s like you get rid of one and three more appear.
We’ve lived in our house for almost 5 years now. In that five years the toys have managed to spread from the living room to the kids rooms, the now playroom, and our garage. To be fair the big box of toys in the garage are there because I’ve slowly started putting them out there so they will make their way to Goodwill, I just really suck at taking things to Goodwill. Since turning our office into a playroom the living room isn’t quite as bad, it’s mostly Alices toys since she can’t be in the playroom alone. The real nightmare is the boys rooms. Somehow their closets have become homes to an ungodly amount of toys. I don’t even know how they got there or where the hell the came from. I’m convinced that whoever is taking my socks and Tupperware lids are leaving toys in their place. Just the other night I found myself sneaking happy meal and other unnecessary “toys” into my pockets as I was putting my five year old to bed. My hoodie was full of them by the time I left his room. On the plus side he surprised me that night but cleaning his room without me asking him too. It was during the time he should have been in bed but I was so impressed I let it slide.
So how did we get here? Well when you have one kid on the spectrum who goes through different phases of obsession and collecting stuff you end up with a lot of toys. You should see our ninja turtle and car collection it’s insane. Throw in two more kids with lots of family and friends to shower them with gifts, one gift being a box of years worth of happy meal toys (they are still not forgiven for that one) and suddenly your surrounded. On the bright side as they are getting older they are more into books, video and board games, and family vacations so we have really cut down on toys being gifts. So what do we now that we can put Toy R Us to shame? I’m thinking a yard sale this summer May be in order. Maybe the incentive of getting money for their things will make it easier to give em up. If not mama will just have to get her butt in gear and start making those trips to Goodwill!
Anyone else living in the horror edition of Toy Story? How do you manage to keep from being consumed?
If you have kids you know the wide array of emotions that come with toddlerhood. Not just for them but for you. It’s both awe inspiring and downright exhausting. Its amazing the amount of emotions a pint sized human can express in a matter of minutes. My daughter can go from happiest little girl in the world to Satan himself in the blink of an eye. I’m sure you’ve seen the meme that says “I didn’t know I could ruin someone’s day by giving them the wrong color cup” it sounds funny but my god is it true.
Currently we are going through teething. Our first round, she has eight teeth come in at once. It was miserable. Now being the overachiever she is, it seems that the rest of her bottom teeth and a few top ones are all coming. She is pissed and miserable so of course we must all wallow in her misery together. When she’s not in misery she’s pushing the limit and finding her place. This girl climbs on tables and kitchen chairs. She’s suddenly tall enough to pull things off the kitchen table and quickly try shoving them in her mouth.
Being the youngest, and the only girl, she already has her brothers wrapped around her mischievous little fingers. If I’m too busy to pick her up at the drop of hat she goes to my oldest to hold her. Cute right? Yeah not so much, once he has her she starts to fuss so naturally he brings her to me so I can hold her. Same thing if she wants something I’ve taken away. She cries to her brothers and next thing I know it’s back in her hand. “But she wanted it” they tell me. Right now we are working on “just because she wants it doesn’t mean she can have it.”
From the moment she was born I could tell she was going to be a handful. Within hours she was lifting up her head. It didn’t take long for her to be aware of everything going on around her.As soon as she was mobile she watching everyone and how they do things and trying to copy them. Now at 15 months she knows what she wants and she’s not afraid to make it known. She tries to dress herself and chases her brothers around trying to brush their hair. She’s a late talker but that does not stop her from being vocal, she’s also nailed nodding and shaking her head so you can imagine the fun that brings.
Now that we’ve got a toddler we’ve hit tantrum territory. The worst kind of tantrums are the ones they try and throw while you’re holding them. I’ve never dropped her but man that sudden attempt to throw herself backwards has made me come pretty close. She throws a fit I throw out my back trying to keep a hold of her it’s a hoot. Fortunately her throw herself to the ground tantrums don’t last long. Fun fact, if you don’t acknowledge them they generally get over it pretty quick. Individual results may vary.
As I’m writing this I’m realizing how much there is to say about having a toddler. Also as I’m writing this my daughter is shoving crackers in my mouth because sharing is not optional. I’m thinking this is going to have to be a series of posts so check back next week for the next adventure with Alice.