I have been discarding things for the past two years, maybe longer. Everything to do with the minions is discarded as soon as they grow out of it. I keep only very few memory-holders like favorite clothes that their daddy bought for them, and the first onesie I bought when I still wasn’t sure I was pregnant but had to force myself to think about getting things for my babies. The unreal experience of going to checkout with this little thing in my hand is something that I will always remember, and I like having that in my house as a reminder. One day it will jump the surprise of the memory on me, when we’re older and so are the minions.

The rest of it is leaving the house: chairs that don’t fit, carseats, all the other clothes and shoes, baby toys – all of it. I take a lot of things to the second hand shop and I give a lot of it away. The rest goes into the charity box. Byeee!!!

Now for my own stuff…