Since moving out over fifteen years ago, my parents have gradually turned my childhood room into a convenient place of extra storage. You may have even experienced this yourself.
Every return visit home for the holidays lands me in the nostalgia of that room, but this past trip I decided to clean things up a tad, purging my room of one giant bag worth of unneeded dust collectors and box-fulls of once thought collectable collectables for goodwill.
With my 10 year old nephew and 8 year old niece by my side, we pilfered through the bookshelves and desk drawers that, for some reason, I never got around to bringing to New York and my parents never felt the need to get rid of.
As hard as I tried, I couldn't convince my nephew to take my old copy of Encyclopedia Brown (he's infatuated with John Grisham's Kid Lawyer currently). I did manage to move an unused Lava Lamp to my niece.
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