My Front Porch had become a dumping zone of the “treasures” T3 brought home from school every day.


Time to organize!
I took everything off and swept with the broken broom. Then I put the treasures into 2 boxes, which T3 is going to go through sometime this week and pick out his favorites. I figure this will be a nice hour long activity. Then I put things back. (We did this yesterday and it was fun. I was amazed how he had a story for almost every stick and rock. They really are treasures to him! We got it narrowed down to a bucketful)
I threw out the two old pairs of shoes my boys had left on the box. They were both very holey. My boys go through shoes so quickly!

