I love our ritual of measuring the girlies every few months and marking their heights with a little pencil line on the bathroom wall. There's a very practical (perhaps even boring) side of me that envisions looking back at that record of their childhoods 20 years from now as we're still living in our memory-filled home.
The other part of me (certainly more adventurous and completely influenced by my utterly nomadic childhood) wonders how I can take those hash marks off the wall and somehow carry them with me when we one day move to Austin, Portland, Minneapolis (or one of the other places I regularly fantasize about relocating to when the restlessness starts to kick in.)
I've bookmarked this (highly portable) chart via happy cavalier just in case...
5 comments:
i love that, so cute!
That's my dream, too, to live here forever! :)
I totally know the feeling. I've been searching but nothing can beat those marks on the wall. Copenhagen can wait. Or i can lay off some of my sentimentality ;-)
We measure on the inside of the door of our broom closet. I've already decided we'll take the door with us one day when we move :)
smiling mama -- i love that idea! shoot, we should've used a door instead of a wall...so much more portable.
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