I want my baby back, baby back, baby back

As Isak grew out of his clothes as a baby, we would box them up and take them out to Jeremy's parents' house to be stored and saved for Jer's brother, Jason and his wife, Megan. Jason and Megan have had two girls, and thus have not yet needed boy clothes. Recently Jer's parents have started redecorating their home and needed to empty out closets. They asked us if we would take the tubs of stored baby clothes off their hands. And so it is that I am hauling around about six tubs of baby boy clothes in the back of my van.

Today I decided to go through the clothes and see what is there and try to determine what to do with them. There's nothing like going through your kids' baby clothes to fill your heart with the joy of sweet memories and a longing for time to slow down just a little bit.

Isak turned six yesterday. I am simply amazed. I even asked him yesterday, "Isak, how can you be six when you've only been alive for like two years?!" He thinks I'm crazy. I think that time goes by too fast.

Thankfully he still snuggles with me (by the way, if you've read earlier posts about Isak, he loves me again) and doesn't complain too much when I smother him with kisses and call him "doodle bug". I can't imagine my life without this boy who is one of the greatest miracles of my life and who makes me laugh everyday.