Would it matter if I gave up?

So while I spent the afternoon cleaning Clare's room with her and detoxing the shag carpet of Polly Pocket shoes on my hands and knees: Wesley built this masterpiece in the living room. Apparently it's a fort for Clare's beloved blanket Blee.

On the bright side it's always important to remember that nobody got hurt, it was all very creative, and I painfully reminded myself again to never ever buy a single thing at the dollar target bins.