Monsters under the BED....

After my time away I came home devoted to being a great mom. I was refreshed and felt alive in my heart again. I was ready to take on some of the daily challenges I seem to encounter. You know those moments when you step outside of your skin and look around thinking "I did not sign up for this. Nobody told me it would be this way!" yeah.....








this was one of those moments...and it was all stuffed UNDER the bed. Funny right? Let me just say it was in fact not funny at all. It was terribly dreadful (and slightly disgusting) and I questioned....what did I do wrong as a mother (as I often do)? By the way, this photo was taken after I had already cleaned for a bit. Can you guess which child? It is the one that collects everything from cupcake wrappers to cat hair. Anything you could ask for was under there, I'm not joking one bit here. A Seiko watch? check. An (rotten) apple? check. Single shoes? check. Leafs? check. Sequins, yarn, papers, markers, plates, eating utensils, make-up, dress-ups, jewelry, books, a snow globe, polly pockets, pet shops, etc....
Sydney.
Yes. She was forbidden to come into her room until I was finished with it. I figured that would be more of a punishment for this sweet collecting child than to make her help me. The pure agony she went through not knowing what was being thrown away or kept was magic. Hehehe!