We have a plastic storage bin fiasco in our basement. We keep bins of Emma’s outgrown clothes to share with three other families. They all pass them around as the kids outgrow them. When the clothes finally make their way back to us, we donate them. But right now we have three sizes that none of the families are ready for yet. That adds up to an embarrassing number of storage containers. It also means I had to figure out a way to tell what was in each container.