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As long as I was moving furniture around, I decided to make some changes to the kids' rooms. In Sam and Jack's room I put all their clothes on a newly created shelving system in the closet and moved their dresser out to the garage.
For Quinn's room, I put his books on his toy bookshelf and put the bookshelf in Sam and Jack's closet for the newly created shelving system mentioned in the paragraph above. Then I shuffled his remaining furniture around for good measure.
To fit his books on his toy shelf, I had to move some toys to our basement play room and put some in our donation box. I also found some things behind his dresser and decided to toss out some things that just plain needed to go.
That cone? Alex bought it for some reason that I can't figure out. I've tried to find a use for it for a really long time now, but mostly it just gets in my way. So fuck that. Unless one of you can come up with a compelling reason for me to keep it, I'm saying goodbye.
Those two toys are totally awesome and I fully expect one of my friends who reads this to email me to tell me she wants them. First come, first served.
There's a bunch of other crap, including some mostly used diaper ointment and sunscreen (the latter now expired as well). The shark is funny, but no one likes it. And there's also a changing pad cover that is so stained it's just embarrassing.
So that's 11 items from Quinn's room.
Also, while I was transferring Sam and Jack's clothes to their new home, I found 9 white undershirts that are too small for them. Normally I would save these for Quinn, but I have deemed them not viable for hand-me-down status. (Due to general nastiness.)