"I'm feeling kinda sad."

Ceal will say, "I'm just feeling kinda sad," just loud enough so that I will hear her from the kitchen. I know just where to walk and find her as this is her stair when feeling sad.

I ask, "Why are you feeling sad Ceal?"

Ceal says, "My friends can't go camping, and that kinda hurts my feelings."

I am puzzled at what to say at this point. So I say, "Well I am sorry, but you can help me and brother fold the laundry."

She comes in a couple of minutes later...

And says, "Bye mommy, I'm going camping with my friends. I am so happy."