“Knock-knock”, came the sudden sound from Sadie’s door. “Sadie, dear, time to get up!”, said Sadie’s mother in her jovial motherly voice.
“Awake!”, announced Sadie, thankful that her mother respected her privacy. She lazily shuffled out of bed and waddled to her dresser where she fished out a hoodie and pulled it on. Even though her mother was permissive on her sleeping attire, or mostly lack of it, she did demand some decorum while in the common areas of the house. Those rules had been somewhat lighter since her dad had run off a few years ago. Nevertheless, in her diaper and hoodie, she descended the grand staircase, across the hall and into the kitchen area, where she proceeded to have breakfast with her mother.