As often happens when couples reach a "certain age" they begin thinking about future prospects and choices. Our recent 50th wedding anniversary brought some of those thoughts into the open. Closets and boxes that hadn't seen the light of day for years were opened and examined. I was informed by the management that it was time for us to begin downsizing our material possessions. Among the first items to go were my blonde baby hair from that first haircut, carefully preserved in an envelope as well as a rock hard piece of birthday cake from 1942.
When the following item appeared for discussion though, I drew the line. My dads Uncle Paul and Aunt Christina lived on a farm in southern Minnesota. She made "rag rugs" from discarded clothing saved by all the relatives. I was the first to use this one for "naptime" in kindergarten. And then my two brothers and then our eldest son. No discarding this treasure. Methinks downsizing is going to be a long and argumentative project in this household.....:)