Last Friday, I single-handedly took care of Ana (4), Maggie (2.5), and Kate (6 months) while everyone else went to the new house to paint. It was like a hurricane hit our apartment - several times! I picked up toys and picked up toys and picked up toys, and yet they still seemed to be oozing out of the woodwork and spreading themselves in a thick layer over the furniture and floors. At one point the girls had every toy in the house in the living room, and when I stopped them in the hallway on their way towards their pile, arms heavily laden with dolls and blocks, they informed me that they needed all this stuff for their "club." OK, fine, whatever. As long as you're not building a Scientology center, I don't care. But really, they had a riot of fun and they were totally hilarious and adorable. But I'm still glad I gave away all my maternity clothes to Goodwill already.