Festivus every night

When I'm putting Luke to bed, we'll talk a bit before he settles in to go to sleep. Lately, this time has featured an "airing of grievances" just about every night. Sometimes they're things that have happened that day, sometimes from weeks or months before. I hear about how when I go to "talk to the other moms" (that is, I'm out of the house for a meeting and David puts Luke to bed), he gets really sad. Or how Grandma stole his train and gave it to his friend and he was really upset (that is, insisted that he share trains when playing in Barnes & Noble). Last night I heard that he doesn't want to ride on the Submarine ride at Disneyland anymore - he didn't like it.

Of course, after acknowledging that these things are upsetting, I try to bring the conversation around to the positive. He has an easy time coming up with things he likes to do with Grandma or ride at Disneyland. I've had more trouble figuring out the positive for him when I'm away from him, so I'll just comfort him and then try to change the subject.