My 3-year-old daughter has started a collection. Actually, she’s started several. It began last weekend when I spilled a box of zip-close baggies all over the kitchen floor. I thought I grabbed them all, but didn’t. She picked up a few and started putting “stuff” in them: toy rings, lip gloss, small cars, stickers, my digital camera (yes, she snagged that from my purse). And then these bags of “stuff” have shown up all around my house and car. This morning, I think she grabbed three and left them on the steps leading upstairs. When she got to the car she said, “Oh, I forgot my stuff!”
I never know what to do with all this “stuff.” She has lots of little toys and playthings that I don’t necessarily want to throw out because they’re in good shape, but there sure seems to be an abundance of them. Some are from birthday parties the kids attend; some are from Easter and Christmas stockings. I think I’ll start “collecting” them myself, and when I have enough, perhaps it would make a nice donation to someone else to enjoy.
