If I felt that claustrophobic in that room, I'm sure they we're feeling just as crazy. In fact, I know they were because they were acting crazy. The toy chaos had gone too far. Reminded of what a peaceful environment could be - I started the task of simplifying their room.
It felt good - so good. I grabbed whole bins and buckets and just dumped them into the large bin I was collecting all their toys in. Finally, it was all safely contained in one corner of the room:
Then I pulled out a few good quality toys I know they like and left the rest to rot in those bins. Just kidding, my next step is to rummage through there and donate most of it. I will also rotate a few toys in and out as well.
But once I was done (about 2 hours later) something amazing happened. I looked over and my two "crazies" were doing this:
Coincidence? I think not. This scene alone spurs me on to continue in this process. Quality, not quantity.