I received a Savor Keepsake Box for review, but all opinions are my own.
My husband loves it when I leave piles of paper on the dining room table.
OK. That’s a lie. I can actually see every muscle in his body tense up when he notices my (super organized) piles. In my defense, kids produce a lot of paperwork. There are all of the forms and important reminders that come from school (that’s one pile). There are the worksheets (another pile) and then all of the artwork and the little notes and all of the cards and mementos from special occasions (like that time they made those really cute tickets for the dance performance they never got around to staging).
I don’t save all of them. There are some things that I quietly slide into the recycling bin (only to act completely bewildered when they’re fished out and presented to me by an insulted-looking child). Can you imagine if you saved every single piece of paper your kid doodled on? You would be buried in that shit. Still, I’m a totally sentimental mush and I save a lot.
The problem? I don’t exactly have a system for saving my kids’ keepsakes—unless waiting until my piles are so big that even I’m sick of them and/or my husband loses his shit over them so I dump them into a big Rubbermaid bin in the basement is a system. I mean, at least I have a large bin labeled for each kid, right?
But when we went to the New York Baby Show a few months ago, I met one of the owners of Savor, a keepsake storage system that makes it a million times easier (and prettier!) to organize childhood memories.
The plight of the second child, man. My little one has spent most her life living around her big sister’s whims. From being dragged to each and every occasion her sister has participated in since her birth (and being expected to nap nicely and cooperate while doing so) to the layout and decor of their shared bedroom, Ellie has always been expected to sort of go with the flow. And, don’t get me wrong—she’s good at it. But once in awhile you have to throw a girl a bone.
As she gets closer to the end of her kindergarten year, Ellie has started standing her ground a little more. She’ll still tear up and play the baby card any chance she gets, but she’s starting to show signs of liking things a certain way (like the three separate piles of Fancy Nancy books lying in the middle of the floor in their room)—and she’ll fight to keep them that way.
To give her a little space of her own in the midst of their big-sister-dominated shared stuff, I teamed up with The Baby Cubby to create a small, simple kids reading nook where she can practice her brand-new reading skills.
On a typical day, my microwave is disgusting. We’re talking completely splattered with caked on gunk that I try really hard not to think about because how do you even begin to clean that crap up? Except I don’t feel that way anymore. At least, not since I stumbled upon my new absolute favorite cleaning trick of all time.
Let me get really real for a second by showing you the actual level of grossness I’m talking about, so you don’t think I’m being dramatic or pretending a little soup spill is my definition of gross.
This post is sponsored by Minted, but all messes and opinions are my own. 🙂
Our master bedroom has always been one of the most overlooked places in our house. Tucked away upstairs, it’s not a spot that many guests see (unless they’re tiny humans running through our room while playing with my daughters). Couple that with the fact that it doubles as an office for both my husband and myself and you’ve got a room that is super easy to flat out give up on.
How can you make a space that serves so many different functions cozy? Well, I made it my mission to at least makeover the area surrounding our tired bed (which, as you’ll see below was devoid of any personality).
Let’s be honest: when you have kids you accumulate an abundance of stuff. From products to soothe and comfort them as babies to itty bitty figures and the countless houses that go with them when they’re a little older, it can get really tough to tackle clutter. While I’m sort of a clutter queen, sometimes I go on these epic decluttering sprees that leave me feeling much more sane and in charge of my surroundings—even if neither of those things are actually true.
In the spirit of helping a mother out and making you feel more sane and in charge, I’m sharing 5 super simple organization tricks that my sister and I swear by.