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Anyway. Lately I've been digging into the children's bags of hand-me-downs and getting ready for the change of seasons. I took a picture to share with you.
Here's a little peek into what "large family living" is really like. Mom rips the doors off the ol' closet and sets up a shelf like this from which the children select all their clothes. Elf and Emperor share this shelf and their underwear and socks are in the milk bin.
Some of the things that I think will fit toward the END of winter season are stored in a tall dresser nearby. I simply cannot dive, midseason, through 50 garbage bags full of clothes to find something only slightly larger than what's already out...
Each child has one pair of shoes, one pair of sandals for summertime, and one pair of winter boots. No extras, sorry. As it is having 16+ pairs of shoes in my entryway isn't the first impression I like to make on guests. (I have no guests, but since I am blogging, I am *pretending* that part.)
In truth, my basement looks like something out of Hoarders, tenth season, where the producers get really desperate and start interviewing families whose problems aren't quite 183 dead cat bad, but bad enough that you feel better about your own cleaning and organizing skills when you are finished watching.
Well, what's been up with you guys?