When I was a kid, there was nothing worse than going into my bedroom and encountering The Pile, which was what happened when my mom went on a rampage and swept everything that had been living under my bed, in the corners, in the closet, and on top of my dresser into a big pile that I then had to go through and throw/put away.
The Pile: as a kid, it was my enemy, but as a mother, it is my best friend.
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And Pepper is so stinkin' cute to smile for the picture!
Just once throw it all away and it will never happen again. Ask Jeremy
Yes, there is something so satisfying about making The Pile. All the mess contained in one neat little area.
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