Christmas was fun.....(and there was too much chocolate)
The results, naturally, are tiring, and lead to other things:
All the new stuff we got from extended family gave me a panic attack this morning. There's no place for it to go. My kids can't handle what they have already. Puzzle pieces strewn around and a huge pile of Rose's dress-up stuff blocking the front door didn't help. Inspired, I went through my closet and found a pile of things for the thrift store. I went through my book shelf again and set aside a big stack of unread books for the library book sale.
The bags and boxes attracted the big kids, who began freaking out that I was giving anything away. They began shouting and pulling stuff out, until they realized it was things like "Craft of the Dyer" and "The Tudor Age." (not bad books, but I don't have enough shelf space for them all, and I have not looked in either of those for over a decade). Then they calmed down. I haven't gotten to their room....yet.