This warm California afternoon I was feeling blue. It was a long day at work, and then I had to take my sweet babe to get some shots. On the way home I reached into the back seat and was rubbing his foot, feeling tender about his sore arm. "Mom, what does that sign say?", he says. "That blue and white one", I ask. "Yeah. It says stop rubbin my foot." He is two and a half. It was a complex day.