Emmie has been struggling to fall asleep at night. She simply "isn't tired." We've experimented with various routines, allowing her to listen to music, or read, etc. She stayed up rather late on Sunday, which made for a difficult Monday morning. Emmie was defiant and cranky to say the least; we made it out the door on time, but it wasn't fun!
After another late night Monday, Emmie would not get out of bed on Tuesday. Eric and Mom made multiple efforts to get her going before deciding to just let her sleep.
Mom (called out): Emmie, it is 15 minutes before we need to leave for school in order to be on time.
Mom (called out): Emmie, it is 5 minutes before we need to leave for school in order to be on time.
Mom (called out): Emmie, now is the time we'd leave for school in order to be on time.
Mom: Emmie, you're 15 minutes late to school right now.
Emmie: Why didn't you tell me?
Mom: We did. What would you like for breakfast?
Emmie: I promised Eric that I'd have sunny side eggs.
Mom: He left for work a long time ago.
Emmie (in a tone of understanding and gratitude): How about frosted flakes with no milk so I can eat them in the car?
Mom: Good idea. Would you like to pack your lunch, or would you like my help?
Emmie: Could you do it for me?
On the way to school,
Emmie: What if I get a tally mark for being late?
Mom: You will get a tally mark. You're late.
Emmie: What's my reason?
Mom: I suppose the ultimate reason is that you didn't go to sleep on time, and thus, couldn't get yourself out of bed this morning.
I am very proud of how Emmie handled the situation. She showed courage in the office and took accountability. She signed herself in and wrote the reason for her being late: overslept.
Emmie came home with this worksheet: Today is going to be the worst day ever. First, I slept in. Next, I stubbed my toe. Last, I was squished on the carpet. Today is going to be a horrible no good very bad day.
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