My children go to school. My children go to Sunday school. My children generate so much paper stuff that I have three bins dedicated to trying to contain it! I have graded school work. I have completed craft items - most of which have unidentifiable other stuff falling from it. I have journals and workbooks and finger paintings.
I bought a schoolwork box to keep those items that hold a special place in my heart for the future. The future of what?! When my son and daughter are 18 years old and looking at me from underneath this ever-growing pile of paperwork, asking why I saved the three scribbles written in magic marker (which ripped a hole in the paper) because it was the first time they used something other than a crayon?! Are you kidding me?!
I have tried to cull as much of this as I could. But as moms can probably related to, I am afraid of throwing away that one piece of paper that will hold some kind of emotional significance later, and I will deeply, DEEPLY regret tossing it out with the 11x14 paper with sand glued on it. You know what I mean.
So, I've come up with a solution that allows me to breathe again, and it has deepened the relationships within our family. I mail all precious-yet-trashable masterpieces to every relative I can think of who might appreciate them. How awesome am I?