OK, Mark, I had rebellious kids like you in my pack during my Den Mother days, and I hate to tell you this but We Knew when you hadn't really helped that neighbor bring in the groceries. My son made it about to Wolf before he'd had enough, and released me from all further Den Mother obligations. (I took early retirement.)

I thought I should put in this plug for post-pack appreciation of den motherhood, way not my favorite part of motherhood.

And I hope you learned the accordion! Those much maligned instruments need appreciation too.

Thanks for this memory lane trip!