My Dad is guilty for teaching me that everything should have it's place. And, if that place happens to also be labeled, well that is doubly good. He often spent more money or time creating a place for his belongings than he spent on the items themselves. (ie. a hand-carved box for his pencils, a special hook in the kitchen for the garage door key etc.) I find myself doing the same.
Toy storage at the Beach House has been bugging me for a while. The kids and I both have a newfound love for Schleich Animals. We are heading there for the long weekend. So,..this is the result of my Sunday morning. Well spent I think.