Who gets emotional over toys? This girl does!

Being in the military means we move 

often. 

Which thankfully means that it is

almost impossible to be a hoarder.

Every 2-3 years like clockwork we get 

those moving orders and then I begin the 

cleaning out process. 

I almost always start with the easy things

clothes, toys, shoes, jackets.

Seasonal and holiday items are almost always next. 

I'll donate, sell or just plain throw away

bags and bags of items. 

Sitting here now beginning the get rid of

process, little Hulk asks to watch

Toy Story 3. 

Sweet deal I think, 

he can watch the movie while I go

 through his 'baby' toys without the

"I want to keep that toy"

fight. 

As I sit here and sort toys into piles

I overhear on the movie

the part where Andy has to do his own sorting.

College, attic and trash. 

My mom heartstrings pull as I think that not long

from now my oldest Carter will be headed off

on her own and making those decisions for her

own old 'junk'.

So as I sat there looking at toys from my 

very last baby and the last baby toys I will

have in my house again,

I get emotional. 

Since I am a reasonable adult I know

that while we are away the toys do not play.

However, I have many many memories of my kids 

playing with some of these 

'get rid of toys'.

While I may not have a 'Sunnyside' to 

donate my toys to, I know

that someone will get 

great memories of playing with my kids 

outgrown toys just like they did.

And some mother will have those same 

bittersweet memories one day before moving on

to the big kid toys.

Or maybe I am just crazy and overly

emotional?

Hormonal maybe? 

Either way that last Toy Story movie 

always makes me think about my growing up

babies.