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One of our requirements when renting a flat is a big storeroom. My daughters have accumulated a lot of things over the past 4 years. There are 2 tubs, rocking chair, crib mobiles, and (hayyyy too many to mention). Dawter T's stuffs are kept in 6 boxes, four of them are full of toys, and they are kept at the back of the storeroom. Well, the back is the back of more boxes. So, when we need something, tempers will really flare up and we'll point fingers as to whom will unload the boxes. It's always Ate A though. She's so patient with those things. I don't dare because I will just mess it all up. Excuses.

So, you can imagine my panic when Dawter T asked me to get one of her toys. She kept on asking me about it until I have to tell that I will give it to her on her birthday (her birthday is 4 months away hee hee). I promised myself that I will take a day off to clean the storeroom and sort those things that we can send back home. Easier said than done when one is very sentimental.

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Unknown said…
my dear pamangkin...learn from the old folks...sometimes we really want to be so sentimental, but just think of it this way, there are other kids who are more in need of those toys......if it's in the storage for about a year, you will not use it again

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