Whatever coast you are on, the piiiiiiiles from school are coming home soon. (I always wonder where the teachers have been storing this STUFF all year long but that’s another post.) Whether it’s your middle-schooler’s Trapper Keeper (they made a comeback, you know!) or your 2nd grader’s farm diorama, these creations create chaos at home. To take control of the situation (central theme of all of my work), follow these guidelines.
I usually greet summer with an eye roll and a few heavy sighs and I don't think I'm alone. It’s crazy time. Kids going every direction. Tears at drop off for camp. Camp is out at noon but costs $500 (whatevs). It’s quite possibly a recipe for disaster for people who like routine, schedules, and consistency (that’s me, folks). If you happen to have owned the same attitude, keep reading for a few ideas on how I’m determined to change it up this year.
Thank you Mary, for setting the tone here. Without further adieu, my 3 simple rules for editing your children’s art.
1. If it’s not personal - toss it. Staying in the lines on a page torn from a coloring book page does not warrant keeping for 3 decades. First drawing of your family? Frame it – this deserves more than a box.
2. If it’s bigger than my Bigso Document box - toss it. Preschool art projects will not overtake my home or my life.
3. If you know the teacher did the majority of the work - toss it. You know the way-too-perfect Halloween thumbprint project. Cute? Beyond. Showing my child’s creativity? Not so much. See ya.
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Let’s clean out your room! Time to get rid of some toys! I guarantee your child will give you the classic eye roll or completely ignore you. Do you blame them? That sounds overwhelming to me (and I love this stuff). IMHO, children need to and can develop the habit of letting go, reducing their emotional attachment to things. Few children (adults, ahem) want to do this work, let’s be honest. Here are some tricks to help get everyone moving in a less is more direction.
Five mornings a week a lot of us do the same thing. Sigh about packing lunch(es). Dig for containers to pack lunch. And then, finally, pack the lunch. It gets old – quickly.
I hated packing lunches mainly because I never had the right, or enough of, the right container. Dirty containers, lost lids or my husband snagging the good sandwich Tupperware, I was always digging…and annoyed by it.