There are some days I just want to remember. And not just because there were so many exasperating moments. I just know that a day like today will not repeat because children change, weather changes, situations change. Adirah and I took Asher to his camp this morning. 10 am. So far things were good. Then I took Adirah for a haircut. "Where are we going?" Adirah asked for the 10th time as we were driving away from Asher's camp. "We are going to get a haircut," I finally answered. "I don't want to get a haircut! I don't want to get a haircut!" She complained. LOUDLY. So I used a technique I have invented I will call 'agree and do what she is asking and then do what I was going to do anyway' "OK, we will just go for a drive," I answered. I mean, being with a two year old is not unlike being with an elderly person with dementia. They both forget what just happened a few minutes ago. They both ask the same questions over and ove...