Today I was my mother. (I do remember some things you said mom... just probably not everything you hoped). I uttered the threat "If this room is not cleaned up in x amount of time, I will come in here with a garbage bag and take away what ever is on the floor."
My boy with his big brown eyes, eyes that looked weary and tired said "Can I just put the stuff in the garbage bag mom?"
Hudson was burdened. Five years old and weighed down by too much stuff. Tired of being overwhelmed with where to put his things.
I gave him the bag and let him toss his way to freedom... I hope to glean this lesson and get myself a big black garbage bag to dump my overabundance.