J+M+J
Mom was leaving to take Maria and Landon to ballet and tap. Joseph was protesting strongly, as usual. Mom walked out the door, and he began to cry. Exhausted, I pleaded with him, “Don’t cry, be happy, please.’ Joseph looked up with a puzzled look on his face. I had used a new phrase and he just had to try it out. With the reason he had been crying gone from his mind, he asked slowly, “Be-e-e, ha-a-appy-e-e?” I smiled, thinking to myself, I will use this trick more often.