Entire boxes of food are dumped on the floor (they usually still get eaten so, hey).
Toy cars make their way into the mini fridge.
The silverware drawer is very unorganized (but the little guy was being helpful).
Partially eaten string cheese gets put in the dishwasher.
Clothes get dirtier than you could have ever imagined.
Chewed on bananas find a home on your china.
Oranges are made into plant fertilizer.
Cards disappear from your wallet and turn up days later. Under the rug.
Wall plates get destroyed by acrobatic karate kicks.
Things are emptied out of cupboards (but this we already knew).
Your bathtub is always full of toys.
Toy cars make their way into the dishwasher.
Thomas the Train becomes a hiding place for your iPhone.
Socks find a home in the sink.
Piles of lost items live under the couch. For months.
Once this happens to you, you wouldn't have it any other way. Which reminds me of this mom.me post I just read, "11 Words That Take on a Different Meaning After Kids". They all ring true, but number 11 is my favorite.