So it’s a bit hot for late March and I decide to head to the porch to enjoy a juicy, cold tangelo. In a moment, I realize that my son will be right behind me, at the front door asking “Could I have some of your tangelo, please dad?” And I think of how neither one of us will get the full amount that we actually want. Yet, saying “No, son — no tangelo for you,” seems cruel and selfish. But here’s the kicker — there are more tangelos in the refrigerator… So saying no to my son isn’t mean. In fact, if we have a plethora of tangelos, saying “no” and telling him to get his own isn’t cruel — it’s empowering.