Dada reads a picture book with Aria, where Aria’s vocabulary is on full display. Then she’s sad when the fun of reading books is over, and it sinks in that her day is over, and all the fun with it. I don’t think she is upset that it’s time for bed, but sad that all the fun of the day has fully passed by. While she doesn’t have the perspective yet to think for the future, or relish the past, she is beautifully able to capture her present emotion and isn’t afraid of feelings of sadness. She’s a good human, one I want to emulate in knowing when and how to safely express my emotions so freely.