This left stuff we needed to move out of the way. Some of it ended up in the living room, especially items we didn't want to get dusty. This meant the ballgowns that hung idly off the I-beam ended up in the living room draped over a chair.
Recently I brought some dresses back from Mom's. The girls decided to have a fashion show.
There was something surreal about watching the girls try on my ballgowns. In my mind they are still my babies, but babies definitely don't look like they are about to head off to a charity ball. They are growing up too fast.