We had another 'sort' of toy boxes. I decided we needed a thin out when we hit the six toy boxes mark - it's a small flat, and they're only little!
I created the hammock shown on this post here for all the soft toys (apart from the beloved Doggy Puppy) and then - with the assistance of the toddler - ruthlessly sorted the rest.
I feel good - I managed to cut it from six boxes to two. Well, three, but one is small and contains the train track pieces so they're kept together, and fits inside the bigger one. One big box in the lounge which gets put away before bed, one big box in his bedroom which gets put away before his bath.
Gone are the jigsaws with missing pieces.
Gone are the cars with missing wheels.
Gone are the diggers with broken buckets.
Gone are the wax crayons. All of them.
Gone are the story books with torn or coloured in pages. (sob)
Gone are the things that came free with magazines/from the 99p shop.
Gone are the toys that have been in the bath that shouldn't have.
Gone are the toys that Daddy stood on and snapped.
Gone is the car thing that makes TOO MUCH NOISE.
Gone are the colouring books that are coloured, on every page.
The sole survivor of the 'missing a piece' set cull is Mister Potato Head. I'm hoping the one missing piece shows up soon - it's a pretty vital piece; his actual head. I have all the parts to stick INTO his head (including his bum flap) but not his head. I suspect he may have been thrown mid-move, Daddytwo was muttering about getting rid of him after stepping on a tiny arm again! I'm not sure what to do if he doesn't turn up - maybe we'll just stab his extremities into an actual potato, old skool - or maybe a cucumber?