tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917365320821808387.post4186462318278383478..comments2023-10-31T05:25:25.358-04:00Comments on (In)significant Detail: HoarderUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917365320821808387.post-23813093598088629412011-03-23T22:36:17.164-04:002011-03-23T22:36:17.164-04:00Ah, the bins. Yep, I have the bins, too. And the...Ah, the bins. Yep, I have the bins, too. And the crib. And the Baby Bjorn. And virtually every single thing I ever used for my children. My only rationale now is that I have a friend who actually needs these things because when she said she was done, she sold everything (like I should have done) and then changed her mind...Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14701077001868014615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917365320821808387.post-7936556577041795112011-03-23T20:56:59.404-04:002011-03-23T20:56:59.404-04:00Well, they are just "things," but they a...Well, they are just "things," but they are the things YOUR two kids used. So in a way, you feel like you are getting rid of their babyhood, right? The memories, the stuff. I know. I cried when the people walked down my driveway with Lucy's sold baby crib bumper. And then I took a deep breath and sold the next thing. I haven't missed that damn ultrasaucer since. Oh, and I stuck some things I couldn't bear to part with into a memory box. Who cares? :)Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10385071431171937041noreply@blogger.com