The first though is interesting to me because it really shows how far I think I have come on this journey. We went on a bike ride yesterday (10 miles go us) and I had each of the girls bring and carry her own water bottle. One child picked a really old bottle, that she had loved, and she could not be talked out of bringing it--even though she thought it would leak. Well guess what? By mile 3 she had a small puddle in her pack. By Mile 6 she had a water spot 6 inches in diameter on her back and she asked, did she really need to carry it. I said--drink what you want, throw the bottle away. And she did. None of us were even sad about it.
Last year, I never would have been able to so freely suggest that she ditch her bottle. Despite the fact that last year I had more water bottles! This time, I just really saw this as what it was--something that if it made it home, was probably never going to be used again. It leaks! I probably would not have been allowed to get rid of it either--as it was a favorite. But the fact that it made ice water run down her back while she was biking, made my daughter realize that this item had lost its usefulness to her. I had to share my water at the end of the ride, but this was a really small price to pay (even though she chews on the spouts SIGH) The only bad part, was not recycling it.
The pliers on the other hand... well they fell off the bumper of the car, where I had set them down after tightening a screw on the bike rack. I probably have another pair somewhere, but please note I retraced at least part of our trip looking for those. They were my favorite pair.