Never have I thought this would be such an emotional activity.
Every quarter (or is it 2 months?), I would clear out Cavan clothes. Those that don't fit him anymore.
As I unfold the pieces, I would remember the little body of my baby boy. He's grown! On occasion, I would freeze at moments of nostalgia...
That day, Dar was clearing the clothes together with me. I don't think guys would share such sentiments, I thought. Maybe it only happens to mommies.
To my surprise, he remarked as he was unfolding a piece, "Do you remember how small Bebe was at this age? So cute!"
At least I know I'm not the only one...
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