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a little trip through shane’s childhood

today, I decided it was time to organize all of the bins of shane’s too-small clothes that I have stored for micah to eventually use. 6 bins. I’ve been meaning to do this for awhile, but haven’t gotten around to it. for whatever reason, shane’s bins are always very disorganized, even though we always have one in use, to dump stuff into as it gets too small. apparently he doesn’t grow out of a particular size all at once because there was a LOT of sorting involved. he also has a habit of keeping clothes hanging in his closet or on a shelf for years, and never wearing it…

at any rate, I brought all the bins in from the garage today, emptied their contents into various piles, and sorted by size, for the most part, except for shoes, winter clothes, and a few odds and ends.

this was the end result:

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the quantity of bins grew, since a few were completely bulging. not all of these are completely full, either, but I’m willing to sacrifice a few inches at the top for the sake of having the sizes clearly defined.

the size 5 box will go in his closet now, since that’s what we’ll be digging into next. the other box of winter stuff will go in our coat closet. the rest can go back in the garage or into the attic crawl space.

I decided against trying to determine what size shoes would go with what size clothes, so I just made a list of all the shoes in each size and threw them all in a bin together. that way I can cross a pair off when I take them out. I don’t know if that’s the best way to do it, but that’s what we’re going with. I don’t know if any more shoes will go in there, now, since shane destroys every pair of shoes he owns… maybe a pair of dress shoes.

it was so funny to look back at all the clothes he used to wear. he has SO MANY t-shirts when he was younger and it was fun to remember where he got them all and when he wore them. it’s also just funny to think about what he was like, what he was into, what we thought he’d be doing and what we thought he’d be like, 7-8 years later. I know we definitely thought he’d be playing baseball! strange how he just fizzled out on that. one thing hasn’t changed, though, and that’s his obsession with big vehicles and tractors! he has always had a ton of shirts with those on them.

on the other hand, it’s strange to think about micah being old enough to fit into all those clothes.

also interesting to note: size 8 has about 4 million pairs of pants! I don’t remember him having this many pairs of pants, but he did… also, apparently when he wore a size 6, he had no normal pants (jeans, khakis, etc.), only shorts and sweatpants.

and now I guess I have to get these bins out of my dining room.

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