Noriko needs to learn the difference between things that are her toys and things that are not her toys.
I came back from work to find half the straw dummies in the dojo lined up, dressed haphazardly in our clothes with smile faced painted on them with Terry's lipstick. Though I did not exactly have the heart to dispatch them, Kanya did so without any hesitation she's growing into such a good warrior.
Perhaps I should get her a life sized doll for Noriko on next birthday.
Have you made a decision about the job?