 I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. These things I wish for you. Tough times and disappointments, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life. From Ecclesiastes 3.22, So I saw there is nothing better than a man should enjoy his work, for that is his lot. Who can bring him to see what will be after him?