I had a wonderful visit with my youngest grandchild this afternoon. She's 20, starting her junior year at IU in Indianapolis and has a fondness for vintage clothing. Evidently much of my wardrobe qualifies. My Wonder Spouse hauled all of my clothes (and shoes and purses) from my apartment to his house after we were married, but while I was too sick to care, and stashed them in the closets in three upstairs bedrooms. He isn't so sure about vintage but would certainly agree that I have an abundance of clothes.
My granddaughter and I spent an hour looking through my clothes and ended up filling a large garbage bag for her to take home. All those clothes gone, and it didn't even make a dent. But the fun part of the afternoon was the two hours we spent, after the clothes search, just sitting and talking. It's so rare that I get to spend one on one time with any of my grands. Their lives are so busy, as they should be at their age. I loved hearing about her college life - friends, boy friends (no one serious yet) housing and roommate situations, campus jobs, scholarships and all the rest. She's an excellent student and I'm very proud of her, in case you couldn't guess, and I'm so glad we had some time together.
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