I had a weird moment, this week, that took all day. Every time I switch the kids clothes from one season, or size, to the next, I think about how unorganized my boxes of clothes have become. Since I plan on having more children, I've kept all of my clothes. But, as they've grown out of spit rags or crib sheets, I've just put them in the current size box. On Tuesday I pulled out every box of clothes and went through each one, reorganizing them. Almost as if I were preparing for a new baby. (That's not a hint - still very NOT pregnant.) Totally felt like nesting - just spring fever?