Monday, February 06, 2006


I was looking at this sweater that Krista and I got from lost and found about seven years ago. It's from Banana Republic. I used to go the lost and found for the high school youth group we worked with, then wear the clothes around until some kid said, "Hey, that's mine!"

So, I was looking at this sweater and thinking it hadn't really changed much other than the fact that it had faded and maybe shrunk a little. And I thought, well, that's not much improvement for seven years worth of ownership.

Then I started thinking about my kids. In about half the amount of time that I have had the sweater they have grown from the size of a few molecules to being large creatures. They have learned how to walk, talk, brush their own teeth, use the bathroom, help make mac and cheese, ride bikes. They're getting better all the time.

So. Sweaters are stupid. That's all I really wanted to say.


  1. Hey, I think that sweater's mine!

  2. Dude! Okay. I will send it to you.

  3. If you could send it by email that'd be best. Or just post in on the blog and I'll come pick it up...