thetamom had a great post called I’ve-a-chotchkie-drawer-and-I-know-how-to-use-it last week. Brilliant. We all need a Chotchkie drawer for those llloooonnnggg rainy days when your kids go insane and your house feels the size of a shoe box.
You think rainy days are bad? Try a uber-long Minnesota winter with 30 below temps on for size. It’s a miracle I am not in the loony bin yet. And it’s only January.
It doesn’t help that sometimes, Kids are like sharks. They smell blood (as in your blood pressure RISING) they kick it up a notch. They can be as relentless in their quest to fight with each other every 4 seconds, empty every drawer in the house, and repeat the phrase “MomMomMomMomMom” with the repetition and frequency of Morse Code.
“Distraction is Key!” (that was my best Super Nanny voice. Like it?) and I get that. But sometimes a Mommy just runs out of ideas. Or that three hours of sleep starts catching up to you shortly after nap time (theirs, not yours) and it’s all you can do to muster up the brain power to make a piece of toast.
Like Heather at thetamom posted, we all could use a Chotchie drawer. A “stash” of cheap toys, old costumes, crayons, activities etc. Stuff that, when your kids are trapped inside and you’re broke as hell, you can be “Magic Mommy” and whip this stuff out for at least a few hours of occupied play. I stash mine in Rubbermaid Totes in my basement. Who ever invented Rubbermaid Totes, I salute you. The range of “stuff” those things hold is mind boggling. Plus you don’t have to actually SEE the crap, thus your basement looks somewhat tidier.
Ok, I digress. Back to toys, rainy rains, and impending insanity. I personally love anything “tub toy”. Why? Because the second they find a new tub toy, they want to take a bath.
Ha! It’s like a “two-fer”. They play and you get clean kids. Double HA!
Stand back. Do not be blinded by my awesomeness.