Speaking of...

...throwing away drawings.

I feel guilty about this aspect of parenting. I still feel the maternal urge to keep every single lovingly crafted piece of art which my children make. Whenever I do throw something away, I make sure the boys are not around and I bury it at the bottom of a full trash can in order to hide my unspeakable crime. When will I get over this? I know how debilitating paper clutter is, yet I can still hear that little hurt voice saying "you threw my _____ away!".


Maybe when the storage boxes of art work that are in the attic become a fire hazard, maybe then I will change my tune!