My boys are boys. As such, they frikken love their little toy cars. I just realized as I look around I see a full dozen cars, mostly hot-wheels size, all over the place. On the floor. On my desk. UNDER the entertainment center. In a box of baby toys (#4 likes cars too!). On top of a pile of books. On the coffee table. And that's just the living room. There are also a half-dozen train cars scattered about.
Life: enjoy it. If this means toys are scattered about when you are sent to bed, so be it.
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