Reverse Santa and OCD

My two year old has a plethera of toys- I mean toys out the wazoo, and over time I have developed this nasty little habit of playing REVERSE santa. If a toy hurts when it gets thrown at you (and trust me, it will get thrown), makes too much of a mess, or is overly annoying (playing the song over and over for three minutes at a time all day long everyday for six months), then when the kids go to bed it magically disappears into never never land. Well, I thought this was a great plan until Ash developed OCD. Not THAT OCD, but Obsessive CLINGING Disorder. What is that?

Example:
The other day we went to Walmart and Ash snuck a Spiderman umbrella into the cart. I know I know, I should have put it back, but as anyone who has raised a two year old (or multiples that close in age) knows, by the time you finally make it through the store and to the check out line the promise of the sun is so intense that angels are singing the hallelujah chorus and you just want out. SO I bought the stupid thing and ran for dear life to the sanctuary of my car where the kids can be as awful as the want without everyone in town staring at me.
So now Ash takes that silly umbrella EVERYWHERE, which wasn't so bad until his dad taught him that it opens. Thanks a LOT hun. So now, rain or shine, that umbrella is with us... opened.... in public.....

and people wonder how I can be such a bad parent and make this poor sweet angels toys disappear...
oh..and FYI- I know- my two year old has a bottle in his mouth, no shoes on and dirty feet. Don't get me started- that's another handful of battles for another day!

I will post another blog soon on the lessons I have been learning, and how school is going. Sorry it has been so long!