Something about the thought of having TWO little beings in the house who can instantly destroy a spotless room has made me want to get organized. Make it a little easier to clean up and stay clean. A place for everything and everything in its place. Yada, yada, yada.
Right now, my college roommate Deanna is going, "What! Who is this person and what have you done with Jen??" It's true. I'm really a messy person underneath it all. So is Joe. But you can only have a child undo your work so many times in one day before you start to see the benefits of organization.
I use a similar system from IKEA to sort my laundry and keep it off the floor. (Again, not my nature, but once I found a hobo spider family making a nest in my laundry...you start to see the benefits). So, I bought this toy storage system when I was in Salt Lake last time. So far, it's been worth every penny. Sam doesn't automatically dump out every single toy, but rather just one bin. And, I can tell him, "Put the ball back in the pink bin" and it makes a game out of cleaning up...sort of.