a sad momma moment for me last week...
My 4yo is a prolific artist and is quite attached to keeping his masterpieces...including every last coloring page from story time at the library or the doodles he does while the others do homework. Any mom can do the math: 3 kids X all the pieces of paper, art included, that they bring home...unless there is some culling, pretty soon you are living a nutty hoarder lifestyle with toenail clippings in jars and stacks of newspapers lining the hall.
Said 4yo is on to me and has begun checking the recycle bin to make sure nothing of his has made its way there. I try to hide his stuff (not the cool stuff, just the junk) on the bottom or take it to the big bin outside...but one day last week I forgot & tossed it on top of the bin. Well, he found it and came to me in almost-tears and said, "Do you hate it or do you love it?! Because you said you loved it and then you threw it away! Why do you throw my art away? Which is it - hate or love?"
Ugh. Knife in my heart. I suppose I contribute to the issue by being overly enthusiastic about everything...so I'll try to work on that. I've also made a small pile of really great stuff to frame & display rather than just taping on the door.