I have a confession to make, I am a Pack-rat. Yes, that’s me over there in the corner that just dashed under the wall of stuffed animals. But out of all honesty I came out today to ask you for advice.
First, I have four children, the ages range from going on 12 to turning 2 today. For the most part I’m an Okay mom, no I’m not perfect. Even though I’d love to be that Beverly Cleaver mom, I already know I’m not her. I’m also a sentimental mom, every piece of clothing and toy has a speacial memory that …read more

My father is a pack rat. It seems like he saves everything – empty coffee cans, old computer monitors, broken stereo speakers – you name it, and Dad might have one or three out in his storage building. He’s even been known to pocket a few twisty tie things from break loaves in his day.
I mean, honestly. It drives my mother up the wall.
However, Dad’s pack rat tendencies have come to the rescue on more than one occasion. Whenever something malfunctions, it seems like all he has to do is wade through his hodgepodge of junk to find a tool, …read more