Life comes at you fast as a parent.
Today’s example: this is what happened when I bought the nicer (and slightly more expensive) woven storage bin at Target for your daughter because you thought it would look nicer than the standard fabric or plastic ones.
Then the crafty daughter decides on her own to start an “art project”.
I’m still waiting for the completion of said “art project”.
But in the meantime, I’ll just be in the corner, attempting to quietly Group My Poop.