Monday, January 3, 2011

Babies. Not to be Organized.

I like The New Year. I like the list-making and the organizing and the resolving, oh yes, the resolving. Lots and lots of resolving.

Note: A passing fancy becomes a resolution when it is written on adorable paper, yes, in a manner requiring frequent review and the creating of little boxes for checking, yes, or in a manner requiring little stickers for placing upon the chart, indicating SUCCESS!

Additional Note: I have never met a sticker chart whose trash I could not kick, no.

So, I like The New Year. It is excellent fun to go to The Walmart and buy storage containers, which come in many handy sizes. There are little teeny ones for storing little teeny things such as mini M&M's, yes. There are big, enormous ones for storing big enormous things like the huge pile of laundry in my closet, yes.

For the novice New Year's storage container organizer, the storage bins themselves come with handy visual instructions, in case reading is not the strong point of the organizer.

Apparently, storage of the baby in the container is not suggested.

Heck, yes!

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1 comment:

Amanda P said...

hahahahahaha. Unless, of course, you poke holes in the lid.