Upon closer inspection, I recognized certain scribblings, courtesy of Miss Taylor Tedford.
As I looked at the trunk, I honestly had no idea what was inside of it. It could have been school papers, toys, clothes, junk, spiders, bugs or nothing. I felt like Geraldo Rivera opening Al Capone's vault; except mine was the only camera. Oh, and not quite as much build up.
So, with great excitement, I opened the squeaky painted over hinges and this is what I see:
And, all of a sudden, it's 1992 again. I see Taylor's first Christmas dress, clothes my grandmother made and of course, the outfit she wore when we brought her home from the hospital.
I didn't find out the sex of either of my kids. (I don't think it was a possibility with Jake?) So, I bought a very generic, soft, outfit in which to bring her home. If you look closely near the top button, you can see where the formula stained it. Classic.
My grandmother made these smocks for Taylor. How cute are they? Well, let's just look at her modeling the little blue number:
There was her first ever Missouri T-Shirt
Hand knitted items from friends and family, and Jake's adorable duck sweater
Mikki was a great help. NOT.
And my favorite, the shoes. Why is there only one of the stereotypical baby shoe?
And then at the bottom of the trunk, I unfolded this little gem---
My dad had a football camp somewhere around 1978. It was held while he was the head football coach at Indiana State University. So, this tshirt is about 34 year old. I bet there aren't many of these in circulation these days.
Speaking of dated items, how about my dad's Bradley University sweater?
It was such a fun trip down memory lane. And I'm really glad I didn't find any spiders.