Memory Lane

Some people say I am nesting. I find the idea interesting. I have certainly been 'spring cleaning' areas a lot more than usual. But, I am not pregnant. Nor do I plan to be.

This morning, I as sorting through a garbage bag that has been sitting in the laundry room for at last 4 years. Most likely going on 7. There were a handful of 0-3month baby clothes in it. A pillow, a nuk strap, Xander's first swimsuit and flotation suit, cards from his baptism, a hat, and a pair of slippers. The best was a small stack of index cards from his baby shower. I smiled reading through each of them. I thought I would share the best ones with you:

"Xander,

I am your mommy's best Aunt Sue and I am here to tell you that when you are around 18 months old ask your mommy for a big apple that rattles. One day your mommy got mad at me when she was about 18months old (I was babysitting her) and took the apple and hit her best Aunt Sue in the head. It's pay back time!

Love,

Aunt Sue"

"Xander,

Your mom is my niece which makes you my great nephew. Your mom is my first niece. I was in 6th grade when she was born. Wow! I'm 43 now. I remember your mom always sucked her first finger until it was sore. I think you look like your dad.

Love You,

Aunt Robin"

"Hi Jeff, Heather and "Z",

Congratulations on becoming a beautiful family. My name is Aunt Kathy and I am so proud of you. Growing up Heather always seemed very independent and would choose carrot sticks over candy. I hope you grow up to be as independent as your mom.

Love,

Aunt Kathy"

"Welcome Alex!

I am so excited to meet you!! You are a beautiful little boy and look an awful lot like your dad right now. I am looking forward to watching you grow. You have very loving parents that are very proud of you and I'm sure I will be seeing many pictures.

Love,

Aunt Teresa"

"Hi Alex,

It's Aunt Rose. Your cousin Drake thought that Santa brought you the night you were born. Your mother always told me that I was brought by gypsies. I love you. Be good for your parents!

Love,

Aunt Rose"

"Baby time!!

Heather (your mom) used to call me an amoeba because I didn't know what is was."

No signature, but I still know who wrote the card. Do you know what an amoeba is now?

I think this is pretty telling about me. It's funny to see how many of these things are still true. (Hint: I don't suck on my finger anymore and haven't hit anyone in the head with a rattle in at least a two years now.)