Campbell's Bakery

I thought that when I moved out of my parent's house years ago, that I had taken all of my belongings. In addition to my hopeless chest, and hand-me-down furniture, all of my memories were packed up in bins, and moved out to Colorado. However, every time my parents came to visit, they brought more of my things. Then, 2 years ago, when my parents were getting ready to move back to Connecticut, I was instructed to go through the attic one more time to see if there was anything that was mine. I found a closet of 80's clothes (score!) and my grandmother's china, which I had inherited. Again, I took this, thinking that it would be the last of it.

So as my dad was cleaning house this week-end, in addition to pulling out the stuffed animals, he also pulled out a vacuum packed bag of my old t-shirts. Totally random, but again very fun to look at. In particular, I enjoyed my Campbell's Bakery t-shirt from approximately 5th grade farm league baseball. I made a joke that after my pregnancy, I would lose weight and get to wear that t-shirt again. My parents scoffed at the idea. Of course I had to prove them wrong by showing them that the tshirt fit just fine now. It's my new materinity wear.