The other morning at breakfast, Reid was grumpy about something or other. I imagine I caused it by thwarting her desire to make the rules and see them enforced. In any case, she was “hemph-ing” every couple of second and making a face of which a storm cloud would be proud. Ken asked what was happening and I said that Reid was showing us her grumpy face. Reid hemphed. Ken looked at Reid closely and said, “It looks like you’re pooping.” I burst out laughing and so did Reid, but only until she remembered that she was supposed to be grumpy. It wasn’t effective, especially after she’d already laughed and she soon continued eating her breakfast. Never would I have thought to make that comment, though I did try drawing Reid out of her mood. It’s good to have someone with a different perspective to help tackle life’s little - and big - challenges.