Our children love hand me downs. A bag or box of clothes given to us is as good as Christmas. Even hand me downs within our family are grounds for a celebration. I can recall Jacob and Benjamin both thrilling at acquiring "new" to them items of clothing when their older brothers, Brandon and Kyle left on their missions. Emily sometimes even asks Olivia to take extra good care of a certain item of clothing that she likes, because she knows that someday she will get to wear it. The girls especially love to see a younger sister wearing a shirt or dress that they used to wear themselves.
My sister in laws and I pass clothes along regularly. When we get together we have fun digging through the bags together deciding who each item will fit best. It’s a trip down memory lane for the one passing the clothes on. We revel in remembering our own sweet little ones wearing this little dress or those little jammies. We remember with fondness who they were originally a gift from. It is especially fun to see a little dress or shirt get passed through multiple cousins before it wears out.
Olivia needed a new winter coat for the upcoming cold weather. We talked about where we could go to get her one and she offered that maybe, since we've been saving our extra cash for a fun family reunion next summer, we could go find her one at a local kids consignment store. "Besides Mom," she said, "They have cuter clothes there than anywhere else." Here's where the miracle comes in. We were out running errands last week and came home to a basket and big bag on the floor in the front hallway. "Pam brought by some clothes for David and the girls, Mom, " said Benjamin. When I had some time later in the day I started looking through the clothes. And guess what we found? One of the last things we pulled out was a blue and pink winter coat that was just Olivia's size. Coincidence? I don't think so. The saying is so true that.. "When God chooses to bless us, he usually does it through another person." Thanks Pam!
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