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Clothing Exchange
Clothes to Fit Your Budget When Nothing Fits Your Kids By Julia Rosien
tain. A huge pile has accumulated and the children are almost due home from school. Past years have taught me that it's hopeless to try to hide what I have been doing. As they race downstairs, I just stand back and watch the fun begin.
"Wow, Mom! Can we try it on?" I shrug my shoulders. They need no encouragement to try "new" things on. I slump down on the stairs and watch what tickles their fancy. My daughter loves to put things on her head so everything is tried there first. My youngest son likes to layer things, and he ends up looking like the Michelin Man very quickly. My second oldest son likes pink, and nothing pink is left alone. My oldest just lunges in and tries everything on.
Content that they'll be busy for at least an hour, I go upstairs to start step two. Each closet and dresser must be sorted through to eliminate too-small sizes and make room for new clothes. Oblivious to the noises emanating from the basement, I begin to throw clothes over my shoulder. Before long, I have another pile in the hall upstairs. For a short time, the dressers close properly, and I have found all the dirty underwear and socks stuffed in the corners of their closets. Four dressers are organized and clean. Empty but clean.
As suppertime approaches, I make my way over the clothes and head for the kitchen. As usual, the job is too big for one day, and I call it quits. Soon they will tire of the basement frolic, and I can send them upstairs to begin again. Four times a year, I am spared entertaining anyone. The clothes will do it for me.
Tomorrow, I will organize the mess. Each child will be given a pile of clothes to try on (in their respective sizes this time). After we decide what is staying out and what is going back in, I can start stuffing things back into the closet. Every possibility for the next three months must be thought of before I close the doors to the closet. Once they are closed, they will remain closed until next season. Only one thing on earth can make me open the doors early.
"Julia, I have some clothes for the kids if you think you could use them."
Could I use them? Of course I could. I'll invite my friend over for tea, thankful she thought of us and very happy to add to our collection.
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