My Kids Ruin Everything*

*Except the Things that Matter

We’ve just reached the end of spring birthday season at Hinds house. We have a whole new set of shiny, pretty, already broken toys to prove it. Remnants of thoughtful gifts are in pieces everywhere or lovingly covered in stickers.

This is not my child, but this is how my children use Legos.

My girls have about eleven baby dolls between them. These get ca…