I loved organization in my single-days. Now with 2 in diapers there seems to be piles of stuff everywhere. That game “which one just doesn’t belong” can be played anywhere in my home. My phone station caddy used to hold: pens with caps, sharpie markers, a letter opener, envelopes, stamps, and a scissors. It now holds: baby hair clips, small batteries we removed from the talking toy my son used to terrorize his younger sister, and merry-go-round tokens. *sigh* I am now wistfully thinking of my single-in-the-city closet that was organized by color, pattern, fabric and garment type. One day, maybe with your reader encouragement, I will be able to achieve my semi-obsessive organized home again.

Here are a bunch of “why musts” parents and non-parents might like.

* Why must my baby dump out every gold-fish crumb onto the carpet?

* Why must my baby AND toddler get hair fairy visits the days we need to get out of the house early?

* Why must my toddler dump the contents of the fridge produce drawer onto the floor of the kitchen?

* Why must my toddler smash into the beige carpet the purple plum he decided not to eat.

* Why must my baby drool through three shirts in one day?

* Why must my toddler speak louder when I am trying to ignore him?

* Why must my baby poop at the exact same time as my toddler?

* Why must the baby want the exact same toy my toddler is holding?

* Why must my toddler then feel the urge to bap the baby in the head to get it back?

* Why must my toddler pick 5:30 pm-dinner-prep time to melt down, get wild and loud and hang onto my leg?

* Why must my baby  be entertained in my pantry?

To all parents and care-takers out there, *hugs* to you on those hard days.