IMAGINE THIS: My son came home after daycare and when we got to the steps he sat on the steps and put his head down with this sad look on his face that could make the strongest man cry. His posture was slumped over, his lip was poked out, and his eyes were hopeless. As a Mother, I’m ready to move a couple of mountains with my bare hands. As I asked him what’s wrong he wouldn’t tell me. This broke my heart because how was I going to move this mountain if he didn’t open his mouth and tell me.