With Jason being away on business this week, I've had time in the evenings to do some organizing and cleaning around the house. Something I've realized is, no matter how much junk we throw out, we always seem to collect more. Last night I found myself in a hard spot, trying to figure out what is really worth throwing out and what I'll wish I had kept. I've kept very little from my childhood; some dolls, letters, pictures (obviously) and a few other things. I've never really regretted not keeping more, but now that we have kids, I'm less inclined to just toss stuff that I'm not sure if they'll want someday.
I remember when I was 5 or 6 years old, I was looking through some photo albums; pictures of me as a baby and I noticed myself in this umbrella stroller... I ran to my mom to ask her where she kept that stroller, thinking it would be a great stroller to push my dolls around in, or, use for our "next" baby - not realizing my parents were done. My mom looked at the picture and then said "Oh, we got rid of that stroller when you stopped using it. When you were 2 or 3." I just about died (so dramatic, I know) started crying, asking her why she'd ever throw out MY stroller. I just couldn't understand why she would get rid of something like that. I remember taking a while to get over it and I also remember that was the day my parents told me that my Mom could not have anymore babies. I was heart b-r-o-k-e-n.
So when I'm sifting through baby clothes, dolls, stuffed animals and such, I always stop and think "will this be something they'll see in a picture, remember how much they loved it and then wonder why on earth their mom threw it out?? I don't know. I made a pile and I'm going to have Jason look through it when he gets home. :)
We're slowly getting adjusted to these trips he has to take to Roseville. Well... we're at least pretending to get adjusted to them. Ethan asked me tonight "is Daddy going to be gone when my birthday comes?" Poor boy. Time has no limits right now. For all he knows, his 5th birthday is next week. :) Rachel told me again -- "we need to give Daddy directions on his cell phone. I fink he's lost."
This weekend is my last attempt to sell all the stuff in our garage. I'm having our 2nd and final garage sale. Woo-hoo! Here's hoping, right? On Friday I'm taking the kids to the Children's Museum in Stockton and meeting up with some friends who are in town visiting. Ethan has been there before and loved it, but Rachel and I have never been, so I'm looking forward to it.
Life feels so strange now that all our Bible studies and regular activities are over for the summer. Its funny how I knew what day of the week it was, based on what we're doing that day. It hit me today when I was like "Um... what day is it and what's the actual date??" Our pool play dates start up next week (yay!) and VBS is just around the corner. I'm playing "Grandma" in the skit and need to start memorizing my lines. I've got myself convinced that those kids won't notice if I totally mess up, but something tells me I'm wrong. :)
The website here still needs some tweaking, as I'm sure you've noticed, but little by little my amazing husband is getting it all finished. I don't know where he finds the time. Our pictures will be able to be viewed very soon and hopefully after that is done, this will feel more like home.
Have a great week(end) everyone!