You might be a parent if:
Your blender is located on your back porch so that drinks can be made after the little ones fall asleep without waking anyone.
Even though your wallet has tons of spaces for cards etc, everything is crammed into the large section because your toddler has taken everything out so many times and left it on the floor you're tired of putting it back.
You do at least two loads of laundry a day. And that's a slow day.
You have about a hundred magnets that go on the fridge, but the majority of them are on the kitchen floor. Why is it so fun to throw them on the floor? I hope to be able to get an answer on that one of these days.
Finding chicken nuggets on the floor of your car isn't the least bit unusual.
Your home is a veritable wind tunnel of white noise to prevent this one from waking that one from waking you.
You consider a good night's sleep anything over four hours.
You haven't had a bath that was over 100 degrees in months because you are usually sharing it with someone two feet tall. Adding insult to injury are the fifty bath toys in the tub with you. And occasionally stickers. And occasionally food.
It takes you a minimum of thirty minutes to get out the door to do anything, even walk to the mailbox.
You have a minivan and are able to fully realize what a fantastic invention it was.