This is not my story or my blog. This experience was burnt into this guy's mind.
I was perhaps 9 years old when it happened.
I had a terrible habit as a kid to want to sleep in until the last possible moment. Ok, who am I kidding? I still do that. I'm usually about 30 seconds late for work everyday. But when I was a kid, this drove my mother to the brink of sanity. She put up with it for a long time, always managing to get me roused and dressed, books in hand and out the door for school just in the nick of time. Sometimes she'd peek her head in my bedroom door every 10 minutes and check in, making sure I was on track. And generally I managed to get myself together with seconds to spare. But there WAS that one time...
Mom: "Sweetie, it's time to get up and get dressed."
I had a boyfriend for a while who couldn't get up unless I nagged him, over and over. He was always late for everything. I'm always early for everything so needless to say this was a problem. To this day, husband, kids, get one nice "wake up sweetie" and some time to shake off the sleep, then I get some cold water (okay, that's an exaggeration but I'll admit to thinking about it). I would have done just what this guys mom did although probably much sooner.
Your daughters sound a lot like me and my sister. She was the older, helpful one and I was the plucky jokester and rebel. I think birth order probably plays a role in our personalities. There's a lot of research on this, which I find pretty fascinating. I definitely agree - there are no "bad kids"!