Augh, shoot me now.

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Linnea thinks I am unkind. She's right. Urgh. She says she will be a MUCH nicer mother than I am when she's grown up. I say (meanly) I hope so.

It's going to be ok, of course, because it always is. But I'm pretty frustrated with my inability to keep my temper under control when stepping on expletive deleted plastic toys I asked them to pick up days ago.

They have SO MUCH STUFF. The temptation to bin it all is sometimes very strong. I think we need to really, really get working on proper toy storage, in a planned, dedicated, spending actual money and time on it fashion. That, or get them to enjoy giving things away. I can't see that happening.

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The quite extraordinary thing is that, after endless battles, my daughter grew up to be a lot tidier than I am! And I think she is grateful.

I do remember once when she was grounded until her room was tidy (a frequent occurrence!), a small head coming round the door: "Mummy, does my room have to be immaculate, or will just tidy do?"

But yes, I resorted to the black sack on occasion - sometimes it's the only way. You don't actually throw the things away, but you tell them the sack is going in the bin/to the charity shop on (give them a couple of days) and anything in it goes too. They do rescue the things they really want to save.