Organising all of Xander's old baby clothes that he has outgrown.
Realising that there are HEAPS of clothes he never got a chance to wear before he outgrew them.
Kicking myself for getting so many clothes for him.
Should have just gotten a few basics and be done with.
Super thankful for pre-loved baby markets and hand-me-downs from lovely friends and gifts from loved ones or I would have gone broke.
Time to set up stall and get back some of my moolah!
On a related note, I simply cannot believe how Xander baby was ever tiny enough to fit into ANY of those clothes.
*sniff sniff*
Oh where, oh where has my little one gone... oh where, oh where can he be?
I swear the next baby (IF and WHEN there's a next baby) will have such a small wardrobe that people will think we're too poor.
Well, that's unless the next baby happens to be a girl.
Then there's no guarantees that there won't be an explosion of frills and pink and lace and tutu skirts ;)
And that is all I have to say.

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