Last night I told the kids that we needed to get the toy room clean! It was a disaster! When I say it was a disaster I mean I think every toy the kids own was on the floor. Most of the time when it gets messy there is at least a path from the kitchen to the stairs, but not this time. It was horrible! After working on it for about 30 minutes on Wednesday night. I told the kids that they had to help me on Thursday night or I was going to get out a garbage bag and toss everything on the floor! I don't think they believed me, but last night we started cleaning. I try to have the toys organized as much as you can. All the My Little Ponies go in one bin, all the Zhu Zhu Pets in another, etc. So as we are cleaning...It is becoming very obvious that the kids (especially Rylee) don't want to help. They are coming up with every excuse in the book! Rylee has to go to the bathroom, Eli wanted to take a block up stairs to put it away, pretty soon Eli had to go to the bathroom, then Kale was thurssy (thirsty for those of you that don't speak Kale). It was one thing after another...As you can imagine, I was getting fed up! After some yelling they started being more productive, but soon again excuses started happening again...Eli had to go potty, Rylee was dying of thirst, and then it happened...
After instructing them that I had had it, I was getting out a garbage bag and things were getting tossed if they didn't start cleaning. I went into the kitchen got a garbage bag out and started randomly picking up toys and tossing them. First it was a truck of the boys, then a horse that was Rylee's, toy after toy I put them in the bag. I actually had to stop because I couldn't help, but laugh. Call me a mean Mom, think what you will, but picture this...All three kids sitting on the floor of the toy room, surrounded by piles of toys, crying their eyes out. I don't know who was louder, Kale or Rylee! And there was little Eli in between his face bright red and tears just streaming down his face. I probably should have felt bad, I probably should have not laughed, but I couldn't help it. It was funny! They can be so dramatic! So I stopped tossing the toys, and said. If you don't want to have them thrown away then you need to help me...
Rylee and Eli got the hint. From that moment on they worked a lot harder to get the room clean. Kale...He is only 2 1/2, so I give him some slack, but that Kale...He still was doing anything but helping. I knew it was bad when he came over and told me that I could throw one of his toys away, cause he didn't want to clean. Then two seconds later he says..."Mommy I gotta go potty!" (This from the boy we have to bribe to sit on the potty). You do, I reply...Well, Let's go then. No...he says...You clean, I go myself! Yeah! Nice try!
I guess anything is better then cleaning the toy room...Even going potty like a big boy! The good news is...The room is clean (for now!)
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