Secundo came home yesterday with his New Year's wish for homework. He wrote, "Not to get mad at my sister for her behavior." So obviously our conversation had an effect. Part of me was thinking, "How'd I get so lucky to have this kid?" and the other part was thinking, "Great, now he's going to feel he has to inhibit his perfectly normal emotional response and be the Perfect Child." Life is no damn fun if I'm not worried I'm screwing up my kids.