I sent Ivy to bed late afternoon
For her afternoon nap
As she got more restless, and goofy and clumsy.
She stomped over to her room, plopped on the bed and proceeded to cry
Her sister said loudly: “oh boy! Why are you moping about now?” Very “sisterly” of her.
“I cry because mommy is upset with me” she responds so honestly that it made my day.

Jackie never cried because I was upset with her. She cried to get something. Or to express frustration or to get something off her chest. All are valid reasons, and we’ve often talked about the freedom to express our emotions. But I have to say, my sweet Evelyn’s cry of empathy, and articulate description of our disconnection, made me like her even more.