I f you ask most kids to clean up their room, they're going to say, "No way", or be out the door before you can finish your sentence. But when I was little, my older sister had an ingenious way of getting us to pick up the house. We'd be hanging out in the living room, and suddenly Sherry (my older sister) would announce, "Would you guys like to play "king and queen' ?" We would leap to our feet, all excited, and ready to go. She would then exclaim in solemn tones, "King, I command you to go over and pick up that stuffed teddy bear"- or whatever the thing lying around was- and I would reply, "Yes, your majesty", and run off to pick up the aforementioned item. Then it would be my little sister's turn. She would take her order and run to pick up the next thing- and in a few minutes, the whole living room would be clean, and my sister had achieved her goal of a tidy living space. In her creative way, my sister had &quo