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Morning

Adirah got up at 6:30. It was dark and I felt exhausted. I got her dressed (success!) and brought
her downstairs. I got her fed (another success!!!!) and played cash register with her. I made her
lunch and woke her brother. But then she went upstairs and began getting UNDRESSED.

By now she had been up and dressed for over an hour. We needed to leave for school. It
was not the time for getting undressed. "Asher, Asher!" Adirah called as she cried and screamed, "Mommy is being mean, she won't let me get undressed". Asher went upstiars to see if he could help. A little while later her returned and reported, "Adirah is not going to have the best attitude if she doesn't get what she wants." I nodded. He could help her change. Asher ran upstairs
"Good news!" He shouted to Adirah. "Mommy said you could change." When they came back downstairs Adirah was wearing the exact same thing she was wearing yesterday.

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