I have lost the heirloom christening gown!
It's a beautiful ivory antique from England, a gift from my aunt. When we moved here, I packed it in an archival box and placed it within a sealed plastic tub in the attic. The archival box is now nowhere to be found!
I would have looked earlier, but I had orders not to climb the rickety pull-down stairs until after I had the baby.
In the meantime, we culled through a ton of stuff we no longer need and are selling it on Craig's List. It must be 100 degrees up in the attic!
It's hard to see the silver lining when showers of sweat are dripping from your brow.
Baptisms aren't fashion shows, but the details--like a gown with history and sentiment--really matter to me.
If I were a better seamstress, I'd whip up my own heirloom gown using fabric from my wedding dress. But with only two weeks left, that's a sure recipe for disaster!
Update: the gown was found in a box within another box...several months after the baptism.