All the best things in life are noisy and messy.

Think about it... Happy children, really good sex, giving birth (I see a theme forming), dinner parties and potlucks, music and art (when created together) ... are all wonderful things that require a certain tolerance for chaos and imperfection, and without which, life would be terribly, neatly, dull. I could spend a lot of time trying to keep house perfectly, but what would be the point if there were no life in it?

Can you think of some more?