With the support of Anna Ruth, I decided to stop the madness. She came to my house and helped me clean them all out but not before we took some photographic evidence. She let me keep a few. I would even try to sneak to the throw out pile and take some back, but she caught me.
To this day, every time I get a box in the mail (which currently is about 10 deliveries a week of baby crap) I think of its possibilities. And then I shed a tear* and put it in the recycle bin.
* slight exaggerations
A few select memories.....
|these were some of my favorites|
|The two bags on the right are full of small boxes|
|bags of tissue and bubble wrap|
|like I was going to reuse this?|
Now with all of the diapers, formula, wipes and baby food this is what a typical delivery day looks like. Can you imagine if I was still hoarding???