1. I am amazed that a room that was ideally set up for a baby, with the right furniture and storage and shelving, is completely awful for a toddler, despite nothing having changed other than the baby becoming a toddler. I used to be able to sort and stow his laundry in a couple of minutes, and right away find whichever book, toy, or care thingy* I needed. Now, every piece of clothing, toy, and book that he can get his hand on goes on the floor the second he notices it. I pick up--because he's visibly more content and happier when his room is orderly--and he follows me around creating a swath of destruction. Occasionally he will throw a tissue or something in the wastebasket, along with anything else that seems to belong in there--hand cream, pacifiers, toys, socks. So he's, you know, helping.
2. I am amazed at how much real furniture costs. If I buy furniture it's generally from Target or Ikea**, and that works fine for incidental stuff like a reading chair or a dresser for myself. However, for the kiddo we want things that are sturdier, maybe even made of actual wood. We can swing it, since it's going to last for quite a while, but added up, one room of furniture seems insanely expensive. This is possibly because my brain is still accustomed to thinking of furniture as something you get for free from a family member or a dumpster. Or it's because it's *insanely expensive.*
* nail clippers, "boogie wipes," mabels labels, ye gods there are so many thingies...which could be neatly stored in baskets, if baskets weren't so much fun to tip out.
** his nice, formerly functional baby furniture came from Babies R Us, and was inexpensive, because I happen to like a inexpensive, classic style of baby furniture
. Whereas the style of big-boy furniture I like is more extravagant.