During this redecorating/cleaning process the boys each got new bookshelves. Since I have been wanting to sort through their books for a while now to make space, this worked out well

As we sat sifting through the books, I fought my urge to tell them which ones to keep and which to donate. These are, after all, their books. But once in a while, I just had to silently retrieve a book or two from the donate pile.

I have so many memories tied into some of those books. I know that they have outgrown them and that they aren't going to curl up on my lap with their little baby shampooed heads and let me read to them about puppies or trains or The Fat Cat? I may just sit down with a cup of tea and read it myself. You know, after I get through the stress of the next few days. Hottentot and Skolinkenlot hitting the donate bin? I think not!

I also rescued The Monster at the End of this Book because it is one of my favorites for reading to little guys and I still have a few little people stopping in now and then ;) Anyone wanna come over for a good book?

In the end we said goodbye to three big boxes of books. We'll donate them so that someone else can make some memories.