We’re going on vacation the first week in August. Out-of-state. It’s going to be a bumpy ride. My mother, grandmother, brother, the babies, and my dog, since I couldn’t find anyone to watch him for the week. My mom and grandma are going to Atlanta to visit my uncle, and they’re dropping the rest of us off in Tennessee so we can visit our other grandma and grandpa. I’ve already started making lists of things I will need to bring, and it is a LOT of stuff. I don’t know what the weather’s like in Tennessee, but I’m considering only packing a few outfits for the babies and letting them crawl around naked for the week. I also have to go to the fabric store to see if I can’t find a third color for the quilts we’ll be making. One for Alea, and one for me.
I finally had an idea hit me, for the perfect baby gifts for my brothers’ girlfriends’ baby showers. Books. No one else is going to be buying books. I just need to find some used bookstores that have the classic stuff. New books are just too expensive, and kids are hard on their stuff anyway, so I don’t think it would be a bad idea to buy them used.
Yesterday I was sorting through these massive piles of baby clothes that people have given me, to find things to give to my brother for his baby. It was a little sad to go through all the tiny newborn clothes that my girls were only wearing six months ago. Impossibly small onesies and little socks and mittens. It really does go by fast. When they were in the NICU, I thought they’d never get out, but here we are, half a year later. I can’t blink, or I’ll miss something, it’s that quick.