Pick your battles. We had two children, one of whom was neat and the other whose room was a pigsty. After much fussing, nagging, begging, and bribery, I finally shut the bedroom door and lived with it. I let him know that when he ran out of clean clothes, he could bring them to the laundry room or wear them dirty. Then I shut up!

—Debbie, Mississippi

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