When we started collecting enough toys to warrant a toy box, my sister suggested footstools with storage. The idea was that with toy boxes masquerading as foot stools, our condo would return to being "organized and adultish". Now I'm just grasping for "slightly less crazy".
We immediately recognized the footstools' potential to keep Jett away from the tv.
You can see how well that worked out.
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