So, I was sad.  But you hide it from your kids right? Well, that doesn’t work. Earlier, I’d been teaching Molly to say “Dada’s a messer”. Conor in return taught her to say “Mama is pretty”.  He prompted her, saying “Mama is…”. She took one look at me and finished the sentence: “….sad”!!!! Conor and I both smiled and Conor said “yes Molly. Mama’s a bit sad. Why don’t we get your bath toys and make her happy?”. We played and splashed and sang songs. Finally Conor returned to dry her off and take her to bed.  Again he prompted her saying “Mama is….”.  This time she looked at me straight in the eyes and gently said “….happy!”.