Upon first inspection you might think this is just an ordinary basket filled with some of my toys.
But, it’s actually my toy graveyard – where chewed, ripped, devoured, and damaged toys go to live out their remaining days.
It’s not that they weren’t loved, it’s quite the opposite really, they were loved a little too much.
I have fond memories with all of them, like tearing ears off, ripping stuffing out, de-squeaking, and gnawing until my jaw is sore.
I sort of miss them.
In fact, these toys don’t look like they are on their last leg at all to me….I’m pretty sure Mr. Carrot still has some life left in him!
Do you have a toy graveyard at your house?