I got really excited when my 5 year old daughter decided that she could clean her room by herself. REALLY excited. Like maybe, “I went a little too far” kinda excited. I really didn’t go into her room after we moved unless it was to tuck her in at night and get Eden up in the morning and put her to bed at night. Madison said that she had it, she didn’t need my help, she could put her own clothes away and clean her room, ect. Sweet! One less room I had to keep tidy. Well, the other day, while looking for the perfect area to start to “minimize” in my “quest towards simplicity” I opened Madison’s closet door. HOLY TOLEDO! Everything, for the past 3 or so months had been shoved in there. I was FLOORED (I mean, why wouldn’t I be? A five year old is totally capable of maintaining a clean bedroom, putting away her clothes and her sisters clothes, and organizing all of her craft supplies and play crap). This… THIS would be the room that I worked on. I started emptying her closet, almost immediately I found her DSi XL that had been missing for 10 weeks under a pile of outgrown clothes that I had asked her to put into a box to save for her little sister (Gosh I’m an idiot sometimes). I slowly peeled back the weeks and weeks of items that were discarded into the closet in an effort to “keep her room clean.” Half-way through I took this picture:
As you can see there is a butt ton of stuff to go through, organize and get rid of. And four days later, it has made its way from being strewn willy-nilly all over her bedroom to being in a gigantic heap in the middle of the floor. There it sits… waiting.
Stay tuned folks. This week that room will go from a giant mess of “what the heck was I thinking??” to a (hopefully) well organized and minimalistic (is that a word??) space for both Eden and Madison to enjoy and be able to spend some super-awesome-girly time together.