I don't know if it's because I'm slightly OCD (but only on really random things) but Baby Girl's toys have to be just so. Otherwise it drives me insane. I didn't think I was going to be one of those moms. I really hope I grow out of it.
At first it was simple things. Those stupid magnetic letters. Every night I found myself finding lost pieces, fixing all of them and putting them all in order. Yeah, that was me. Huzzy used to move the pieces around just to mess with me. How do I know? Because Baby Girl can't spell naughty words yet, that's how.
One of these days I am going to have to relax my expectations a little bit. She's only a toddler, and really there's just no keeping up with the destruction. Last week I bought her a foam puzzle mat. I thought it would be so cute and colorful. Something nice for her to play on and protect my run.
What I expected:
|Note that we're already missing pieces....|
What I got:
|Apparently it isn't a mat, it's a TOY|
Five minutes. That's all the time it took for Baby Girl to completely destroy the entire mat. I've pieced it back together a couple times, but the result is always the same. I think I'm about to give up hope. So much for the nice play mat. She's already managed to lose pieces!