"Today's a gwumpy day, Mom," Boo said this morning, with his lips puckered and eyes scowling. "I'm gwumpy. Call Jamie and tell her I'm gwumpy. Tyty too. Tell him I'm gwumpy." So I called Jamie, trying not to laugh, and told her Boo is having a grumpy day and wanted her to know. As I was telling her, Boo's lips started curling upwards involuntarily and he began to giggle quietly. That was the extent of his "Gwumpy day." He just wanted someone to know. Sometimes all it takes to make us feel better is someone knowing we're not feeling good.