S9 has started biting his nails. All of a sudden I'm constantly nagging him to get his fingers out of his mouth. It's a pacifier. A reaction to the stress he must be boiling over with inside.
Picked him up at day-camp yesterday, and he said, "Daddy, I don't know why, but I feel all teary."
D6 was sitting at the table, cutting out some pictures she'd drawn while I was cooking their dinner, and she said, "Lookit Daddy -- this is the doggie's new house." Pause. "But I don't like talking about that."
Fairness. Justice. Validate. Really hear. Chase the snakes out of the brain. Spew raincoat. What Would Jesus Do. Differentiated. Does this get me closer to my goal or farther away. Hold on to your N.U.T.S. Don't mind read. No control. Drop the rope. Judge not lest ye be judged.
