Just like a lot of kids, my four-year old daughter Sadako has a lot of toys: dolls, action toy figures, blocks, clay and all sorts of molders, fake kitchenware, robots.

But it’s the stuffed toys that I have an issue with the most.

I look at them and I instantly feel itchy and as if I’m going to develop asthma. One of my cousins actually suffered from a respiratory infection because of stuffed toys. Her mother had to get rid of all her stuffed toys, and she got better.

Now I don’t want to wait for my daughter to get sick before we feel the need to let go of her stuffed toys.

The thing is that her mother, Honeybun, is more attached to them than she is; she doesn’t want to let them go. She reasons out that Sadako looks for them sometimes and throws a fit when she couldn’t find them, and that she is the one who has a hard time dealing with our daughter’s tantrums. Kind of valid, I know, but as a parent you need to stand your ground and do what’s best for your kid – that’s what I think.

Honeybun and I reached a compromise recently. She actually agreed to let go of some of Sadako’s stuffed toys. We didn’t consult Sadako anymore, but I trust that Honeybun knows the specific stuffed toys that our daughter no longer likes.

I was so happy to say goodbye to the itch-inducing toys: the deformed Barney, the odd-looking Garfield, the duck that looks like a chicken, plus this huge Christmas teddy bear that makes me itch all over just by looking at it.

Sadako still has a lot of stuffed toys such as those that she really, really likes or regularly plays with, but I’m just glad we were able to let go of some of them already.

I really can’t wait for her to outgrow them.

What can I say, it’s really hard arguing with a toy-obsessed kid AND a non-minimalist domestic partner.

That was a good step, though, and I can’t wait for them to once again cooperate next time.