After the boys went to bed last night, I began straightening up their play room. (Thanks in advance to all the super moms out there that will point out smugly that children should clean their own messes. You're right. They should. But I should also get some sleep and sometimes it's just faster if I do it myself. It's fine.)
There are labeled jars on the bookshelves that house certain... things.
For instance, we have a jar for all of the little dinosaurs, another jar for Army men, one for bead necklaces (known to boys as "Pirate Booty") one for bugs, etc. (I am also fine with the fact that I am completely OCD and that I am probably stomping on my childrens' creativity. I don't care. Certain areas of my life require order. Bug jars are one of them, thankyouverymuch.)
While picking crap, I mean toys, up off of the floor, I came across a rogue little ant.
Just one.
It occurred to me just then, somewhere from the recesses of my brain, that usually the contents of the jars are scattered all over the place in a classic "TAKE THE LID OFF AND DUMP AND SPRAY" move.
Tonight, there were scattered miscellaneous toys, but just one little ant from one little jar. I looked over to the bookshelf, and all of the jars were lined neatly on the shelf with their lids on.
Hmm.
I approach the bug jar and this is what I see:
Good. The jar is clearly labeled "bugs". No problems. Nothing appears to be amiss.
I open the lid, and this is what I see next:
HOLY BATSHIT MAN! What the hell is going on in the bug jar!!!
Who are all of these infiltrators!!!!! Partying freely with one another? Sprung from their own jars/baskets/bins?
My heart starts racing wildly. I stand there stunned. Not quite sure what to do next. I go grab the camera and start to document this.... this.... heresy.
Here's another angle so you get get the full effect of what is happening here people!
Intruders. In the BUG jar.
How many things can you see that are CLEARLY not bugs...?
I quit after this.
I gently laid the little ant on the bookshelf and went upstairs to fold laundry. There was nothing I could do right then, and I needed to be in laundry world where folded organization made sense.
I may have to send Josh in tonight to restore order in the playroom.
Would Sheriff Woody ever have allowed such frivolousness on his watch?
[said with a haughty British male accent] I think not. Good day to you, sir!
4 awesome people had somethin' to say...:
as mom would say "FOR THE LOVE". you're insane...and I mean that nicely.
Yes - Mom here - for the love of GODDDDDDDDDDDDddd women -
I love you more and more each day.
Keep up the neurosis -
I feel normal at 50...
xoxoxox
Mom
I get it. completely! All the drawers in my play room are labeled. "music", "legos & puzzles", "art supplies & play-doh" I get you. And I too have a little OCD moment when to my horror I open the drawer for animals and find blocks and cars in there. But I gotta' say, to see it spelled out the way you did, not only did I get an incredible laugh our of it, but a serious dose of reality. Do we really care that much? Do they?
Partners in organization!!!
your son is what 4 now?? I gave up years ago.....OCD is in my blood...my mom still gets up at 4 am to clean, AND cleans the kitchen with bleach BEFORE she makes dinner....WHAT??? SO naturally I tried to carry on the tradition of cleanlyness and order.....NOW i just shut the doors to their rooms and pretend it doesnt exsist....or I sit in the corner yanking out my hair one piece by one piece all the while rocking back and fourth.....ahemm.....listen and learn,give up now.....or you will be the one in the corner.....lol
i kid but really as awesome as orsganization is....it only works for people who dont have toddlers and toddlers older brothers!!
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