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Today, I went on an expedition. (not to be confused with IN an Expedition)
Nearly three years ago, we moved into our current home. I had packed some toys in a large tote and sealed it before moving it here and putting it in our basement. I had also put some of Punkin's old clothes in totes and moved them here (to the basement) too. Over the past few years, I've also added some things of my Grandmother's to the basement, as well as more and more bags of clothes that also no longer fit Punkin * (the kid just keeps GROWING! Sheesh!)
Somewhere after November 1st, and in the middle of the "two birthdays three holidays and nine hundred other things that need to be done" season, Hubby asked if I was going to get around to sorting through some of the bags and boxes that had been accumulating in the basement. He caught me on a good day, and rather than tear his head off because he even dare to suggest that I should add MORE WORK to my list, I slapped a smile (or at least "not a sneer") on my face and as calmly as I could said that I would get to it after the holidays were over.
Guess what? The holidays are over (as evidenced by the collection of boxes and boxes of Christmas decorations still sitting in our foyer). Since Hubby has been working on finishing off the basement, I thought it a good idea to sort through the totes and bags and boxes before he drywalls them into a closet. Most of the bags and boxes could still be manuevered out of the soon-to-be closet throught the joists, while others had to be extricated through the door.
I schleped boxes, bags and totes up to the dining room that served as a staging area and was amazed at what I'd discovered:
Sweet Pea had been a little low on clothes that fit her, and I thought I'd be doing some shopping today. As it turned out, she now has more than enough to keep her well-clothed far into the summer... of 2010 and beyond.
Also discovered were some of my Grandmother's "keepsakes" -- pictures and newspaper clippings and even a short story I wrote eons ago when I was Punkin's age.
The kids were just as pleased and surprised as I was at all we discovered. As I sorted through clothes downstairs, I heard Punkin exclaim "I am LOVING finding all the stuff I thought I would never see again!"
Dare I say, it was almost fun finding all that buried treasure.
* Yes, the other two clowns also continue to grow, but there is no reason to keep their clothes in the house after they've outgrown them -- I give those clothes away to friends, family, or GoodWill.