Morgan to Josh: shoes?
Josh: why do you want shoes?
Morgan: car!
Josh: where do you want to go?
Morgan: Gramma and Grampa's!
When Jocelyn outgrew her newborn clothes, I packed most of them up and put them aside for the next girl. Patience was the next girl and so they went back to Mandy's house (where many had come from in the first place). But there were some I just couldn't bare to part with. There were some that I could still see her in, her fuzzy little blonde head swimming in a sea of pink fluff. Those ones I packed back into a plastic bin and put way into the back of the basement.
This weekend we finished cleaning out the basement (we're a bit behind on returning the dumpster), and I found that bin in the back of the basement. I brought all the pink fluff upstairs and washed them, figuring I would donate them. But as I pulled each item out of the dryer, I saw her little pink head again, and pictured snuggling her in those fluffy outfits, and I just couldn't stand to let them go.
So we dragged out every doll and teddy bear we could find and dressed them up in pink frilly outfits. I helped Jocelyn cuddle each one and take deeeeep breaths in and pat their butts.
Josh asked me if it made me want another baby. No, no more babies. I just want the ones I already have to be babies again, just for a moment. I want to wrap them in towels after a bath and power their butts and dress them in warm footsie pajamas and hold them close on the couch while they fall asleep.
Just for a moment.
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