Our kids use our office and our recycling to create a lot of mess and I try to remember that the mess is CREATIVE mess and soon they'll be out of the house and I'll be sad and then dead.
Right now the office is a store (I think it's selling doll outfits made from paper) and L sits in a chair with "MANAGER" on the back. I laughed at all three kids yesterday because we were out on errands and they were all wearing their homemade name tags identifying them as employees of their store.
When the store is closed, the office door is shut and there is a big "CLOSED" sign on it. But on the stove is my special pass allowing me entrance to our office even when the business is closed.