at least that what the cover of my Martha Stewart magazine portrays. So I'm slowly switching out bins of clothes. Storing some, hanging some, folding some. It's become a file cabinet type of storage in my basement. It's so hard to determine what size goes where. He can wear a 6 month top but in length 18 month.
I'm so lucky to have a helper.
Ummm...
Why does he feel so stressed when his only job is to unload the clothes?!?
