This week, Phil and I have been busy trying to purge and organize things in the house in preparation for our move in June. Yesterday, we tackled Nory's clothes - something she has WAY TOO MANY of. We had a bin designated for each size (0-3 months, 3-6 months, 6-9 months, and 9-12 months) and we went through every drawer, bag, and shelf that contained items she'd outgrown over the past year.
Before we began, we knew it was going to be a big task. We had carelessly stuffed away anything "too small" on a weekly basis and it was going to take time to sort through the sizes. We're talking mystery clothing stash after mystery clothing stash here, people! The good news is, it ALSO turned out to be a lot of fun (and we got the job done, too)! Many great memories came back to us as we checked over each piece - memories that seem so far away from what is NOW (our non-stop comedian named NORY). There was the pregnancy reveal onesie. The Sheraton Hotel bikini. The "3 Cheers for Easter" outfit. Her "Derby Day" dress". Her lucky sleeper. The scratch mitts that she refused to keep on. The rabbit hair moccasins that make Phil sneeze. The red moose socks that fit only my big toe. The ducky hoody I paid for in tears because I was just given a "happy Mother's Day" rose from the sales clerk.......
Gosh it felt good to relive these beautiful, beautiful moments. Gosh it went by fast. GOSH, she's getting so OLD.
Somebody please press "PAUSE" so we can all just BE for a minute over here. PLEASE! (Also, we don't have room for any more BINS. Nory just might have to stay this size FOREVER!)
Before we began, we knew it was going to be a big task. We had carelessly stuffed away anything "too small" on a weekly basis and it was going to take time to sort through the sizes. We're talking mystery clothing stash after mystery clothing stash here, people! The good news is, it ALSO turned out to be a lot of fun (and we got the job done, too)! Many great memories came back to us as we checked over each piece - memories that seem so far away from what is NOW (our non-stop comedian named NORY). There was the pregnancy reveal onesie. The Sheraton Hotel bikini. The "3 Cheers for Easter" outfit. Her "Derby Day" dress". Her lucky sleeper. The scratch mitts that she refused to keep on. The rabbit hair moccasins that make Phil sneeze. The red moose socks that fit only my big toe. The ducky hoody I paid for in tears because I was just given a "happy Mother's Day" rose from the sales clerk.......
Gosh it felt good to relive these beautiful, beautiful moments. Gosh it went by fast. GOSH, she's getting so OLD.
Somebody please press "PAUSE" so we can all just BE for a minute over here. PLEASE! (Also, we don't have room for any more BINS. Nory just might have to stay this size FOREVER!)
She sure is growing up quickly! I have enjoyed watching her grow along with our Eli (who by the way has many bins of "these don't fit anymore" clothes). Hopefully if you make it to Thunder Bay this summer we will be able to finally meet....... :)
ReplyDeleteI know both Sarah and I would love that!