Step one: Decide you want to tidy up downstairs.
Step two: Put everything that belongs downstairs in its place.
Step three: Put everything that belongs upstairs on the side of the stairs.
Step four: Leave everything that belongs upstairs on the side of the stairs for several days.
Step five: Watch everything that belongs upstairs, left on the side of the stairs for several days, slowly make its way back into its former doesn’t-belong-here space downstairs (because 2-year-old twins don’t know the meaning of “Please leave that alone.”).
This counts as cleaning, right?
Well, that’s what a certain man in the house thinks. The same man who will tediously sort toys to make sure they go in their proper bins but can’t be bothered to carry the pile of junk back upstairs where it can find its proper place. Is it because the king-of-making-one-trip thinks it can’t be done in one trip and so doesn’t want to try? Is it because after tidying all the crap six boys, or at least the five ones walking, can spread out across a bottom floor he’s just too spent to walk up the stairs?
Maybe we’ll never know.
What I do know is that keeping 2-year-olds out of that minefield of fun stacked on stairs is worth the effort of making six trips up and down the stairs (because that’s how many it’ll take me, the not-even-close-to-queen-of-one-trip).
At least I’m getting some exercise these days after having a baby.
