When I watched all three Toy Story movies with Zee, I never imagined they were actually based on real life events. You see, my child’s toys really do come to life when I’m not looking. How do I know this? Well, the other day I picked up a bunch of toys from the lounge and took them to Zee’s room. She was distracted by something, which is the only way I’m able to do that without the usual “no mommyyyyy, I NEED those!”

Anyway, off I went to the kitchen, and when I walked back into the lounge, I couldn’t believe my eyes! I’d only been a few minutes, and just like that, the aforementioned toys were back! There was no way my tiny angel could’ve brought all of them back there so quickly. And there was no one else at home.

And that’s when it hit me… The Toy Story phenomenon is real! These toys have been walking around, partying up a storm, and getting up to all kinds of mischief whenever I’m not there. They probably just freeze and drop wherever they are the second they hear my voice, which is why I find them lying all over the place. Zee’s Jessie doll is always involved in the mayhem, so I’m guessing she’s the leader of the pack. The grin kinda’ gave her away too.

I’ve now resigned myself to the fact that my home will never be mine again. I can tidy up all I like… but when you have a bunch of play-addicted toys running wild, what’s a mom to do? So from now on, when visitors arrive, I won’t feel bad and apologize for the state my home is in. It’s out of my control, there really is no way to keep it looking decent. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.