I know today is Tuesday, but this stroke of genius hit me late last night and I was already in bed. I would hate to mess up my sleep schedule again as it just recently returned to semi-normal. So deal with it!
Today (actually yesterday ;p) I decided it was about time to finally set up Christmas. ONLY 12 DAYS LEFT! From the depths of the freezing cold basement, it's a cool 55 (?) degrees F all year round (awesome in the summer not so much full of the awesome in the winter) I pull up what seems to be ridiculously heavy boxes of decorations. Monkey and Bubba are trapped in the living room - ah the wonders of baby gates! And they seem to just "know" what is in those boxes. Their little eyes light up with even more awe and wonder with each subsequent box that I haul. After what seems to be the millionth box I drag up the too narrow stairs I get images of my two teenage boys so cheerfully carrying those boxes for their mother in the years to come. I know I should never wish the time away, but oh how nice it would be to have strong boys to carry things for me. Never again would I have to heft the groceries in from the van or lug the laundry up two flights of stairs. My loving and devoted boys will be at their mother's beck and call. Oh how lovely it will be. (I know this is probably a pipe dream and reality is that I will probably be thankful just to get a "hi mom" between video game pauses and bathroom breaks - where, if they love me, they'll put the seat down.)
But as for my memory in the making, not just dreams of the future, I needed to clear a space for the Christmas tree. My only option is where the baby
The one and greatest upside about putting away the baby things is that we are storing them not selling them. This means there is a chance that Hubs will want to have another one someday! And that makes me happy in the pants! :) So I pack away the baby crap to make room for Christmas. Bubba has never been so interested in these things as much as he was today - when I was finally putting them away - never to be used by him again. So thank you dear baby crap you have made my babies happy and hopefully, God and Hubs willing, you will continue to make my babies happy.
Here's to you "takes up too much room baby crap" - we are having a good run.
Princess goes first!
Monkey doing what he does best.
Bubba takes his turn.
But Mom! It's sooo much fun...
Packed in the box.