Our family of five lives in a home that is spread over three smaller levels.  Two of the kids downstairs, my husband and I on the main level, and our youngest daughter upstairs.  This makes for strong legs and many trips up and down or sometimes launching stuff that’s been abandoned to the end of the stairs and praying someone else will pick it up when they walk by…the launch and pray rarely works here! Enter life changing “Crap Baskets.” You may want to come up with a better name.  I will admit that I regretted naming these crap baskets when our children also started calling them crap baskets.  The concept of a crap basket…