Around here, there is a sign of spring that is almost as sure as the warming breezes and the blooming forsythia: the biannual Clothing Day. The day that we sort through all the boxes to evaluate each little girl's wardrobe for the coming season. (This includes my youngest daughter Bekah, 9, as well as my granddaughters Maddie, 6, and Alaine, 6 months, whose out-of-season clothing is stored here at my house).
It is a day of trying on and modeling and oohing-and-aahing and lots of twirling and posing and pink here and pink there and many, many piles.
It is a day of trying on and modeling and oohing-and-aahing and lots of twirling and posing and pink here and pink there and many, many piles.
Today was Clothing Day. And here is just a bit of that posing.
One of the highlights of this particular Clothing Day was the hot pink gingham dress-shirt. You may recall this post when I shared how Bekah rescued her size 2T dress from the quilting scrap pile by insisting that said dress could be worn as a shirt. Yes she did. So today each one of the little girls tried it on. Hysterical!
The general consensus is that it "fits" Maddie the best this year. So far, the dress has been worn as a toddler dress by both girls, and two years as a shirt for Bekah. Now it's Maddie's turn for the shirt. I wonder just how long this dress-shirt will last?! Will Alaine get a turn to wear it someday too?
Tonight, the changes have been made.
Some old favorites have been passed down. Some new wardrobe additions have been put in the closet. Some pieces were discarded, and some were carefully folded and put back into storage to wait for another season. And the twirling, posing girls are all tucked into their beds for the night.
So much change.
The seasons change. The clothing changes. My family changes. The world changes.
And someday, the heavens and the earth will change. In fact, "they all shall wax old as doth a garment." Like the bathing suit that we pulled out of a box today, the one that had lost its elastic. Like the sweet baby dress that had yellowed.
"As a vesture shalt thou fold them up and they shall be changed."
Like the clothes that are no longer needed...
But He is constant. He will not change.
"They shall perish; but thou remainest...Thou art the same, and thy years shall not fail."
*** Hebrews 1: 10-12
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Linking up again
with Kellie's Spring Fling party over at The Blessed Nest...
celebrating all things spring!
Linking up again
with Kellie's Spring Fling party over at The Blessed Nest...
celebrating all things spring!
Didn't Maddie and Bekah both wear it as a toddler dress? I can't remember, but it seems that maybe they did.
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ReplyDeleteenjoyed this look into your family traditions...love the models!
ReplyDeleteThe girls look adorable Cheryl, and I do believe the had a fun day too. This little dress is getting a great work out. lol
ReplyDeleteYour insight into how we and things change, but that God never changes was so inspirational. Thank you for sharing and reminding me.
I read your last post, and the photo of Peter so cute, what a smile.
Hugs,
Sue
What sweet pictures, Cheryl. And what a wonderful way you tied the "changing clothes" theme into a spiritual lesson. I'm also reminded of the scripture about "clothing yourselves with Christ". There is no more needful clothing than Him, yet we often neglect that clothing more than any other.
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