Looking at today’s Silent Sunday picture, I’m left wondering … have I saved any of the boy’s baby clothes? I know, at one time, I did, or at least, I thought I did (or I intended to), but if I did, I have no idea where they might be.
Kevin organizes me. And when he organizes me, I can’t find anything. Ever. In fact, a lot of times he can’t remember where he put stuff so I’m left scratching my head until I finally give up and resign myself to the fact that it probably got thrown away.
Kevin also organizes the boys. Which really makes the boys angry because then they can’t find anything. But to be fair, Kevin gives them plenty of notice and if he DIDN’T organize them (us), there’s no telling what our house would look like.
I’ll be honest, I’m not the most organized person out there. Though I put stuff away, it’s not really out of sight but rather, put aside, so that I know where stuff is, but to look at my “organization” the normal Joe/Jane would be like, “Good grief, doesn’t this woman EVER clean house?”
There’s a method to my organized chaos, thank you very much.
I hope I saved SOMETHING from their baby years. I know my mom is really good about saving stuff and I roll my eyes at all of her “junk”, but honestly? I envy her the foresight. I get sick of seeing things after a while and I have a tendency to just toss it out than look at it for another day.
I’m going to be really sad if my boys ask me if I kept anything from their baby years and I’m going to have to force myself to look into their brown/blue eyes and admit that no, I didn’t.
Just chock it up to one more mom fail.
Tell me readers, have you saved any clothes/items from your children’s baby years?
Please tell me I’m not the only one who hasn’t. 😦
*ding* Time’s up.
This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it?