That kid Marguerite has too many toys. We sat down the other day to sort through piles of the things and chose which ones to save, discard and sell. She was brave at first and then she said, "I'll miss my toys, Mommy." Sigh. I still have a garbage bag of stuff we'll be selling soon. That probably comprised about 2% of her toys. We still have mounds and mounds of them in our small area. Our helper has gotten tired of putting toys away (Marguerite does put her toys away herself, but in the million times she has to do it per day, one or two instances coincide with the helper's time to clean our bedroom) that she just absently tosses things in Marguerite's toy boxes (baskets/hampers/bags). At first it was annoying to find remote controls we'd been looking for stored among the toys, but we really couldn't blame her. One time, long missing Laptop batteries were salvaged from the jungle of legos and wooden blocks. The thing is, if you leave stuff lying around like Mark does, you have to expect a little child to think it's fair game. I personally have long given up on having things that are in good condition. Mind you, Marguerite's actually long past the stage of breaking DVD players and other toddler mayhem. We're actually about to start all over again. Sigh. Just thinking about it. Anyway, even after reminders not to mix up electronics with Marguerite's toys, we still unearth stuff like old chargers, USB cables, TV Parts, adaptors, etc. I guess the logic there is that if they were on the floor, then Marguerite must have been playing with them and so they belong with Marguerite's toys.