On Sept. 20, a Thursday, as I was lying in bed and contemplating the weekend. Kayrin and I had this exchange.
Me: What shall we do this weekend, darling?
The cheeky one: Be naughty.
Kids don't think being naughty is such a bad thing. They play and behave the way they want, free to test the limits we adults set. They are experimenting, socializing. With this in mind, I tried not to be too exasperated when she doesn't behave the way I want her to, such as being a neat freak. Who knows, in a few years' time, she'd turn into one on her own. And I'd get my revenge then -- she'd be nagging me to be less of a hoarder of old junk!