chaotic_nipple

Ah, for the good old days, before hubby and 8 kids. Everything I owned, including my military rucksack, fit in my camaro. LOL. I just need someone with no emotional attachment to this stuff to help me get rid of 50% of the clothes, toys, and papers. Then we might be able to walk accross all the floors? Mike, thank heavens, bought them books for Christmas, instead of the legos or other stuff with small parts. Stepping on a barbie shoe barefooted when you are half asleep at night hurts...