September 12, 2012
When Luke was a baby, I swear I had nothing to entertain him with. I spent that first summer stopping at every garage sale, searching for cheap and decent toys to take home. Slowly our house began to fill with baby things. It happened so gradually, I didn't even notice it. But now that Judah is here, it has come to my attention that we had achieved, no wait, we have gone past, way past, the point of toy-capacity.
Where did all this stuff come from? Baby supplies seem to multiply faster than a basket of bread and fish blessed by Jesus. I trip over them all day long as I make my way through the house. And so now two years later I am actually purging our baby stash, giving things away to any friends, family, or thrift stores that will take them. I figure that Judah can play with Luke's toys as he grows, so I don't need to have all those "age-specific" toys anymore.
Luke, however, has the opposite opinion. To him, Judah's stuff is way cool. I catch him playing with Judah's things all the time when I'm not looking. For example,
(Luke has stolen all of the animals from Judah's play mat, and has taken to sleeping with them at night.)
So I guess that Judah is stuck getting his big brother's hand-me-downs, even if they're technically "baby" things. Although honestly, he doesn't really seem to mind. :)