Fast forward a few years, I had to start parting ways with clothes my girls wore as babies. Most outfits made it through both girls and were ready for the trash or to be passed on to someone else but there were a few precious items I could not part with. I now understood why my mother-n-law saved those clothes. The tiny outfits reminded me of how small the kids once were and how I could hold them in one arm.
Not all outfits remind me of the good times. One outfit I saved reminded me of the time when Lizzie was 5 months old and had an accident at a restaurant and I forgot to bring a change of clothes. A relative whet to the gift shop and bought a souvenir onesie for her to wear.
Some pieces of clothing are remembered in pictures. There was a pair of pink shoes that Evelyn loved. They were too small and falling apart but we promised to take pictures of them so she could remember them forever. I refused to keep two small and very stinky shoes!
I have also kept the outfit each child came home in from the hospital and the Cow Halloween costume that each kid wore at least twice.
Every day outfits didn’t make the cut. But Evelyn, Lizzie and Will each had a shirt that when it came time to let go of, they just didn’t want to. So I decided to make pillows out of these shirts.
Evelyn’s pillow is made from a camouflage shirt that says “Wild One” on it, Lizzie’s is from a small shirt that is pink and white with flowers.
After I made Lizzie’s shirt into a pillow, she thought this was such a great idea and concluded that every shirt that didn’t fit her anymore should be a pillow.
Will had a blue shirt with a train on it that came from Grandma. He loved to wear this shirt every chance he could but it had a big hole in the shoulder and I wouldn’t let him wear it anymore. I told him I could make it into a pillow and thought his was a pretty cool idea.
Casey is next on the list. So far he hasn’t become attached to any of his clothes but that will probably change one day with the right shirt.
Lately my trouble hasn’t been keeping favorite clothes, but keeping these growing kids in clothes. It seems like one day something will fit and the next it is too short or too tight and won’t fit over their head.
So for now, I will reminisce about them being little whether it’s from a kept article of clothing, a picture or a pillow and continue to tell the grandparents what size clothes the grandkids need and pray it still fits when we get it.