Hoarder

Just to note for posterity that we are thoroughly entrenched in the "treasure" stage that I only can assume nabs all little girls at some point.

At least, I hope we aren't the only ones.

This hoarding almost has me at my breaking point. I pride myself on rarely losing ANYTHING, and even more so, I can almost always pinpoint other people's things (ahem, Erik). However, when Ellen whines about the location of one particular outside rock / stick / sparkly Chapstick / board book, it makes me want to throw every bit of it away. Don't think I haven't threatened.

Ok, then. That's all the venting for today.