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I don't like to feel like a nag ... but I can't stand shoes on the floor!

I don't like to feel like a nag ... but I want my daughter to write thank you notes!

I don't like to feel like a nag ... but backpacks and lunch boxes all over the floor drive me crazy!

My daughter knows where her shoes go.

My daughter knows she needs to write thank you notes for the very generous gifts she receives.

My daughter knows where her backpack and lunch box go.

Rather than nag nag nag, I just pile pile pile. All of it. On her chair.

Is this mean?

I think not. When she is ready to eat breakfast at her designated barstool, she must first deal with the backpack, lunch box, thank you cards to write and shoes piled on her spot.  And she does it! She has lots of energy first thing in the morning (she gets this from her father) so she can zoom around the house and put everything away.  And she can compose verbose, detailed, Juliaesque thank you notes while I labor over her toaster pastry and nectarines.

Order is restored!