Ok, I know I usually blog about traveling, and traveling with kids, but this is my blog and I can write about what I want. Today, I choose to use a more liberal use of the word travel to write a photo post about something dear to a few generations.
My mother saves everything. I mean everything. Once I found my old car seat in the attic. Not an old car seat I bought for my kids, the old car seat I actually used. My mom told me she was saving it for when I had kids. I told her to toss out the death trap. It may still be in the attic.
However there are times I’ve greatly appreciated her hoarding ways. My wedding dress is still stored in her house, and many of my old favorite toys have made thier way back down for my children to use.
But by far the most amazing thing my mom saved was children’s clothing. Her older sister had two daughters, and she handed everything down to my mom who also had two girls. My mom held on to everything for over 30 years until my little girl was born. Then the boxes started to arrive. Boxes, and boxes, and boxes of clothing. All carefully packed and put away. Then she really gave me a treat. She started sending pictures of me, my sister, and my cousins in these dresses.
Some are very classic 70s and 80s attire, but others are remarkablely timeless. Seeing my daughter in these clothes brings a joy I never expected. I’ve made sure to put away out grown items for my sister (should she have a daughter) and hopefully eventually for my granddaughter. Wouldn’t that be amazing?