Yesterday while I was at work, I asked Addison's PCA if she would sort through Addison's clothes. I asked her if she could take out the things that are now too small and weed out the seasonally inappropriate clothes. When I came home from work, I investigated what she had done. She had done a marvelous job- neatly folded, organized clothes met my eye.
But when I looked closer and realized which outfits were now packed away, I started to freak out! I started randomly pulling outfits from the bin and chucking them onto the floor saying to myself that surely she could still squeeze into this and why wouldn't a tank top/short combo be OK for the dead of winter when we went somewhere where the heat was on exceptionally high....
I love all of Addison's little outfits that she has collected! A lot of them come from very dear friends, and many of the outfits I now also associate with wonderful events and good times that we have had together as a family this summer. I grieved for all of the cuteness that was now being boxed away and then went to check out what was now on the shelves. I was greeted by some adorable fallish/wintery outfits (not too many to where I shouldn't still shop the sales (-: ......), but enough to where I knew we would be OK.
When I pulled out a fall outfit to put on Addison today, throwing on a hat for good measure, I knew everything was going to be all right when this became Addison's new look: