I had a blanket box in the living room when kids were young. I'd tidy up when they went to bed and could relax. When they started playing upstairs I loved it, tidy living room. But I'm more forgiving of the mess left with the grandkids, maybe because it isn't all day every day.By far the hardest part of being a parent for me is having to be ok with the STUFF. I like things in their place but even I with my militant organisation has had to accept that you can’t live with a child and not have their stuff literally everywhere. My daughter is really tidy too but it’s blatantly obvious that a small child lives here. As it absolutely should be.