Clothes and Thoughts

A few weekends ago, Jmk pulled down boxes upon boxes of stored kids' clothing from the attic.  They've been sitting in the living room since.  And I finally got to the baby-baby stuff yesterday.  Started pulling out clothes that needed to be washed and gotten ready for Sparkie.  And......  all I could see was Poodle in them.

I remember being pregnant with Toot and wondering how we were ever possibly going to be able to love the second child as much as we loved our first.  And, as all moms and dads figure out, you end up loving both children equally and more than you did before you had the second child.  So, I know that seeing Sparkie in clothes that Poodle wore when she was little will be a sweet and wonderful thing when it actually happens.  But until then, all I can see is my sweet, chunky first daughter who wouldn't let me put her down when she napped and who loved with great passion even when she was a tiny thing.

But, then, it's hard to remember her as a baby at the same time.  All I can see of her and Tooter both are these growing children out playing Red Light Green Light in the yard while I type on the computer on the patio.  Thank goodness for pictures and videos.  Although, even those make us tear up sometimes. :-)