I was passing through our conservatory over the weekend and I noticed something behind one of the cushions on a bench we have out there. It was pretty well hidden because it is the same color as the color on the throw pillows and it just blended right in. It might have been there for months!
When I pulled it out it was Merlin’s dolly!
Last year I refitted a storage closet as Merlin’s room since I desperately needed more space for exercising and obviously he didn’t really need a big room filled with his toys and books. I curated his bookshelf so that he now has just three books, all vintage and picturesque and he has just a small wodden airplane and a retro metal rocketship. I got rid of all of his stuffed toys too, since they were all worn out and ugly.
I was able to find an artist to create a fun and modern looking soft toy to keep on his bed so his room looked cohesive. And now I find it behind a pillow in the conservatory?
When I confronted Merlin he started crying again. He said his doll scares him! I do not need a wimpy boy in my life right now. I have too much going on.
I made him march his doll right back upstairs to his bedroom and I will be checking to make sure it is there every single morning. Someday he will appreciate what I personally sacrificed so he can grow up in a beautiful and harmonious environment. Right now he is putting on quite a show of silent weeping, though.