There are PILES everywhere!!

I love a clean house, really I do. But. I try not to inflict my OCD type tendencies on my children too much and so I let the basement go to hell and every once in a while I venture to that part of the basement and will clean it up. Noah does help but I really let it goes days and sometimes weeks and it is overwhelming for me at times and it would be more work to ask him to help and then listen to the screaming that would follow because there is just too much to pick up. So after doing some laundry last night and a few other things on one end of the basement I decided to hit the toy area.

First. Hard to tell there was floor.
Second. PILES of toys everywhere.
Third. Where the hell did all these toys come from?
Fourth. Does anyone want toys. You can just come and take them!

Picture this. Unfinished basement that has wholes in the insulation because Noah is a worker and had to hammer/poke/dig in the stuff as it is this hard foam shit and it looked really cool to do. We had never said otherwise. We didn't know we had to. Lesson learned. No carpet, concrete floor, a few rugs, a desk area, a living room room area, the toy area in the corner. Bookshelf with bins, a toy box, an easle, a barn and 2 boxes full of farms tuff, and then a train table that is converted to a lego table. Legos everywhere!

Noah loves wheels. I have mentioned this before. Favorite toy? Not sure. But. The floor was COVERED with all things wheels!!! Fire trucks, airplanes, garbage trucks, construction vehicles and stuff, race cars, matchbox cars, wooden trucks/trains/planes, farm toys. They are sporadically, strategically, just dumped, I don't know, but they are one of those things in various places on the floor. He LOVES to haul one group of toys with some type of thing that can haul. Recently we had to get the garbage trucks back out because we are again fascinated with them!! So he will haul whatever and make a pile. Sometimes a solo pile and sometimes a big ole shit pile of a variety of things. The piles are small to big. They are in random spots, in my opinion, but according to him he was doing some work. So there is a rhyme and a reason to what he has done. In addition to piles he will make lines of things too. Lines of planes, trains, cars, farm stuff etc. He will sort by color, size, shape, make, model, year, Dad's toy, his toy, Gpa's toy. He knows them all.

I have often wondered WHY he plays this way. But it is what he does. I love it. I hate it.

The basement is all cleaned up!!

How Sweet It Is!