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my 1st Grader’s too many cups left in too many places fix

 

If your kids drive you bonkers with using a bazillion cups and leaving them in a bazillion places during the day…

 

 

then my daughter’s idea may help you out too!

 

 

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We were having issues with not just several cups being used…

 

 

but where they were being left too!

 

 

Trevy’s super cute.  But if he dumps a glass of water on the computer keyboard it will still fry it!  He has a dumping obsession.  In love

 

 

So just labeling cups has been a fail for us. 

 

 

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A fail which I mutter about often!  My daughter was eavesdropping my mommy griping (under my breath) the other day…

 

 

And she came up with the perfect solution for our family!

 

 

Everyone has their own (we sharpie-d initials) coaster!  Which will live in the kitchen.  On a particular countertop.  Far far away from the gate which keeps the monster out.  Seeing that Trevy’s arm span now reaches a counter top over the gate. Smile with tongue out

 

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Piled for photo purposes.  When not in use they stay as shown in the first picture.  When in use…they are in a straight side by side line.  Nice n’ tidy in a non-mommy-bonker driving position!

 

 

We implemented this last week and so far it’s going woooooonderfully! 

 

 

…danielle

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Adesta said…
I seriously need to try this out. Kym is ALWAYS losing her sippy cups...and as they are often filled with milk, they are something you don't just want to go and look for later. I also thought about putting homing devices or alarms on them to find them. I can't tell you how many times we've gone searching for a cup for it to materialize out of thin air days later. I've thrown out numerous cups because of this. And since she loves to dump all drinks, she isn't allowed to have a regular cup just yet. I don't think a day goes by where I don't hear..."Mom, Kym spilled my drink. But it's ok, I will clean it up."

I suppose I should be greatful that her sisters will generally clean the mess themselves, but everytime I hear that, I just ask myself why she feels the need to constantly make a mess.....lol
January 31, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Mrs. M said…
Way to go Bristol!

I have installed the cups stay in the kitchen rule. I hate finding them with growth under couches, beside beds, etc. Bleck! I too have thrown many out.

So, now that my kids can't cart their cups around they are totally dehydrated and have old man bags under their eyes. Hmmmm.....maybe I should rethink this!
February 1, 2012 at 12:09 AM
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