The boys come home from school with so many pieces of artwork, crafts, worksheets, flyers, and other items that I have to pare down in order to avoid having a house overrun with papers. I keep some items in a treasure box but the rest have to go. However, I did not do a good job of discarding these items discreetly.
#2 lifted the trash can and spied his artwork in the trash. He started to cry and I felt terrible. I said, "How did that get in there?" and pulled it out of the trash can and placed it back on the counter.
Mom of the year right here. Busted...
Musings on life with three silly boys - there's never a dull moment!
