It could have just been P.M.S. but I shed a few tears the other day when I was forced to pull all of Drew's "too little" underwear out of his drawer. I had started noticing that not only were they starting to look small, but that they were leaving little marks on him. :( Call me crazy, I don't care, but I won't dare get rid of them. Oh, the precious memories I have of him in all those cute little undies. (he started wearing underwear at 22 months) Watching your children grow up is so bittersweet..so sad and joyful all at the same time. I get so emotional thinking about the days I can never get back. The newborn stage with Caroline back in the summer right before Drew turned 3 floods my mind with so many wonderful memories. What a wonderful, blessed time in our lives as we watched our family grow and gained a precious little girl. Drew loved his little sister from the moment he sat eyes on her. A summer we will never forget!
Back to the undies...Drew says "mommy, are you going to give my underwear to a little boy that doesn't have any underwear"? I reply, "No babe, we won't be passing these along..only your clothes" Drew- "but how come mama..little boys like spiderman"? How was I to explain that those little underoos weren't going anywhere for a while because "mommy" wants them?!?!? Posted are some pics of these precious little undies that I have grown attached to. :) He even had a little pair of tighty whities, size 2 toddler!
I can relate. I still have undies from my boys. I have no idea what I'm going to do with them. Maybe I'll save them for their wives. They can see how little their husbands booties were!
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