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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Baby Stuff of Old

I never thought my mom fell into the pack rat category. But apparently there are some things that she just couldn't toss. Or didnt remember to go through. One of the fun surprises - for both our parents and ourselves - of moving into our very own house, was taking permanent ownership of the many boxes that had been saved on our behalf. Both Alex and I were amused to come across our baby clothes. Surprisingly, his mother saved only the very favorite tees. My mom, on the other hand, saved even the nasty, stained, hand-embroidered "Joanna" bibs and pilly nightgowns I wore as a child. We finally went through the huge box of my clothes, tossed the ones with too much lace or too many stains, and were left with several items to dress our own daughter circa 1980s. We can't decide if she'll be the coolest kid in SW Portland for rocking the original, vintage look, or if she'll end up paying $150 per hour for therapy to lie on a couch and talk about how her parents ruined her life, starting with her infant wardrobe. We have faith in the former. Here are a few of the items we hope she will sport proudly.

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