Bottomless Pit

I think our house is really just a bottomless pit of kid junk. I'm sure my junk is in there somewhere, but it seems as though the surface, the volume and the bottom of every pile has a K or E on it somewhere. It's endless, it's contagious, it multiplies exponentially and as hard as I work to eradicate it, it's like Kudzoo.... there is just no end to it. Even when I give in and throw it all away I find more. How does this happen??? I ask myself, as I sit here on the sofa with a birthday party "goodie" bag next to me... that's only the beginning! ;-S