Now, I love my shoes as much as the next girl but with kids they are NEVER stacked neatly (in our house at least.) I find it more productive to save my nagging for "Drop that knife NOW!" rather than PLEEEEASE line up your shoes neatly so I don't go insane."
Another trip to the good ol Salvation Army (affectionately known as "The SAL.") and now everyone (even little Junior) chucks the shoes in the basket.
After removing them, of course.