Under his rocket-ship comforter, my kindergartener coped with learning bad guys aren’t only imaginary
Compelling personal stories
told by the people living them. My 5-year-old son was angry and shouting and clingy all last week. Every night from Monday onward, he called me to come into his bed to sleep or asked to come into ours. It’s not his typical behavior. But nothing was typical about last week in Pittsburgh.