Mama is following Aunt K's expert example with the organizing tubs. But before we could organize anything, D adopted them as his personal camping equipment. He sits in them, lays in them, we play fish lip peekaboo through the clear plastic, and then they sit in the middle of our living room floor along with all the stuff we thought we were going to organize. This is the point where Grandma usually tells me to relax about the mess. :) xoxo