Originally uploaded by benevolentdictator
It’s the overwhelming prevalence of Shitty Little Toys that appear in our basement, kids’ bedrooms, and in far flung corners of the house.
I blame McDonalds and birthday party treat bags.
With the help of some very reasonably priced storage units from the new IKEA, the MOD and I turned our basement playroom from a poorly organized room filled with plastic bins to a catalog worthy picture of clean lines and organization. Okay, that’s a stretch.
It does look much better, and putting up all the puzzles and games with 160 pieces out of the reach of the Llama and the Bee is worth the money and time spent.
As I was carefully sorting blocks and Polly Pockets into their own separate, carefully chosen woven baskets, I kept coming across all the random toys that I had no idea what to do with. I am neither adept nor prolific in my use of swear words, but the phrase “shitty little toys” starting repeating itself in my head. You know, the tiny pliable figures with the crazy hair or that tic tac toe game missing two Xs from someones birthday party.
These are the kind of toys that are treasured for about 20 minutes and then quickly abandoned after a piece goes missing under the seat in the car.
Yes, I am being mocked by crappy little Mike and Sully dolls and generic princesses who seemingly have staked out claims to the inside of the TV armoire and the Bear’s sock drawer. They have illegally crossed the border smuggling themselves across the relatively secure border of the garage door.
What to do with all the SLTs? I deported some of them via the trash can and granted amnesty to a few of the complete, no missing piece toys.
I’m so going to be accused of good toy-ism.
March 7, 2008 at 11:06 am
here, they go in the trash. i can’t deal with miscellaneous mess. regular mess is bad enough! happy friday!
March 16, 2008 at 7:22 pm
I totally agree with the SLT statement – every few months at our house we do a clean out of SLTs and they also go in the trash. I do have one remark, though. I was with the BD when she, as Santa, purchased the red car on the left of the picture to go in the Llama’s stocking. The funny part is I also purchased one for my child’s stocking at the same time – it also recently visited the trash can.