See this pink bin:
That pink bin is where I throw all the girls’ toys when I’m cleaning up the playroom. That room is a designated Nolan zone which means no choking hazards can be in there. Most of their stuff is up in their rooms now. What little is in there goes in the pink bin (’cause I’m all color-coordinated like that -yeah, right).
Every day Nolan, of course, goes straight for the pink bin.
Remember this post from a while back when we had to say good-bye to Daphne. Charlotte and Sarah were fighting over her so freaking much that she had to go on a permanent vacation. Another Daphne emerged from the rubble to take her place as most beloved. (Fortunately they aren’t fighting about her.) The new Daphne, along with the old Fred, are Charlotte’s most favored toys.
When Nolan peers into that pink bin, he always pulls out the same two things:
Lord help me. I am not ready for this.
Michelle O'Neil
October 4, 2011 at 9:25 am
What a cute little peanut he is!
Jordan Sadler, SLP
October 4, 2011 at 3:28 pm
He’s so darling. I’ll bet he’s paying verrry close attention to what his big sisters covet! I used to tell B to pretend not to care when L picked up his favorite things and then give him something else to play with – when he could really do it, it worked. GOOD LUCK!
Patty
October 23, 2011 at 11:29 pm
He’s adorable! I swear Tommy does the same thing. As soon as Danny is gone to school, Tom makes his way to Danny’s LEGO table and goes crazy. And he always looks at me with this smug little smile.