Emotions, Seen But Not Heard

Today I was at the gym, an all-too-rare event for me, and happened to look out the window. Today was blistery cold for Boise, and as you left the gym and rounded the corner, icy gusts greeted you.

A woman holding a well-bundled toddler passed by on her way to her car. Seconds later, another child, a girl about seven, followed. She too was bundled against the cold in cute pink boots, jacket and cap. She stopped and stomped both her feet. She wasnotpleased. Indeed, her little face revealed every...