M has been sick since Sunday, and has to stay home from school today. Still, he insisted, "My not sick anymore, mommy!" The fever and the constant hacking belied that optimism, though. He wasn't allowed to kiss B this morning because of the fever and the constant hacking, and the kissing restriction made him sad. So for the next hour, he repeatedly reminded Susan, "Mommy, you made me sad." First we had some gentle talks about how nice it was to be able to express our feelings, then we had some gentle talks about the how mommy makes us happy a lot too, and then we had some gentle talks about how he's making his own choice to be sad, and then we had some not so gentle talks about how he needed to move on already.