That involves a lot of purging for me, which I am not good at. But it feels good when I eventually do it. I
We moved Ernest's loft bed last week, while he was gone. It is going to be an awesome room. He will be able to sit up in bed for the first time, and have an extra bed for sleepovers. I had to pack up all his toys, and man, does he have a lot of stuff. That boy is a bigger pack rat than me. When he was little, he insisted on keeping all the packaging the toys came in. At least he's outgrown that.
Once I lost him in his room. Just kidding, but it made a cute picture:
This was about 5 years ago.
I'm going to Clean Sweep it...i.e. only put back about half his stuff, and see what he says. He already agreed to donate several boxes of Lego.
Nephew McQueen helped me move all the sewing stuff out of the room, so I could clean the carpet. Then he helped move Ernest's stuff back in. I paid him with a TV set we don't need anymore. I think McQueen is going to help again today. This time I could pay him off in toy cars, except that he probably doesn't need any more.