A place that was off limits to us children and yet held so many interesting things. Our attic was filled with boxes and all manner of interesting things. It was my dream to be able to explore it to my hearts content.
Every winter Mom would clean and reorganize it since it had received many deposits during the previous year and everything needed to be put in order so she would know where to find things if she needed them.
In the evening after supper we would all bundle up in our winter coats and light several Coleman lanterns and make our way to the attic. Mom would take a chair along and sit in the middle and John and I would push and drag the boxes to her where she would look to see what was inside and then tell us where to put it.
There were boxes filled with books that she would go through to find some that we could add to our bookshelf since we could read at a higher level since the last time we had cleaned the attic. There were boxes of clothes that had to be sorted and hand me downs doled out the the happy brothers that could now wear their older siblings favorite shirt.
There were puzzles and games and box after box filled with toys. We could each choose several we wanted to add to our toy box downstairs but we had to exchange them with some we had played with the previous year. So it took a lot of thought which toys we were willing to give up in order to have some others to play with.
There were rows and rows of boxes with empty canning jars, which had to be sorted so that once canning time came the next summer we could easily find the jars we needed. Mom found large empty boxes and set them in front of the rows of jars and marked them and gave us instructions that every Saturday when we carried the weeks worth of empty jars to the attic we should put them in the correct boxes.
It took several evenings to get everything done. It had been so much fun seeing everything and now we could spend the rest of the cold winter nights with games, puzzles, and toys that we hadn't seen for a year. Next year we would put those back and choose some others, that way we never grew tired of what we had available.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Posted by A Joyful Chaos at 8:38 AM
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Smart idea!! Keep the toys rotating ~ I love it. I need to go and organize my basement - thanks for that reminder. Something tells me it won't be quite as sentimental. We never had an attic growing up but I'm always fascinated by them ~ I bet it was a neat place!! ♥ReplyDelete
I'll have to suggest this idea to my friends, who have children. Your Mom's ingenious method kept the clutter down and the kids happy.ReplyDelete
We did the same thing with toys at our house and we also really loved it! We switched once in the summer and once later in the year, as I recall.ReplyDelete
That's a great idea. I'll have to let my girls know about it so they can do that with their kids. Thank you for the idea.ReplyDelete
Merry Christmas! ~ Just Joany
Red Wagon Flights
I so enjoy knowing folks who are "organized" cause I am not one of them LOL...and what a wonderful way to "recycle"!!!! Merry Christmas..God Bless...hugs from Ora in KYReplyDelete
Great idea about the toys! :)ReplyDelete
Sometimes these old-fashioned ways are truly best!ReplyDelete
Very good memories, and a very wise woman your mom was to rotate the toys and games!ReplyDelete
I just love attics!! Mine is so small. My mom's was just like a second story on the house. It was made so it could be turned into one later but they never did it. Mine is a space over the garage.ReplyDelete
Really need to get into organizing it. Last few years I haven't and mine is one huge mess in a tiny space!
What a good idea and a chance to make such happy memories.ReplyDelete
It is so nice to hear childhood memories!ReplyDelete
Mrs. White in Vermont
Your mother was so wise to recycle the toys and games like that. Great idea!ReplyDelete