The sensitive one

Calling Gavin sensitive might be considered an understatement.
Tonight, I was reading the book "Ox-Cart Man" to the kids. It's a Caldecott winner from 1980. The reason I mention this is because Gavin is super into Caldecott award winning children's books, and it's cute how he refers to them as "Caledecock books." Anyway, back to the sensitive boy thing...

So, the book tells the story of the ox-cart man, his wife, his daughter, and his son, living in colonial times, and how they work all year to gather, grow, and make goods to sell at the market. The man uses the money he makes to purchase things the family needs. After he sells all his goods, even the cart and the yolk for the ox, he ends up selling the ox, before returning back to his family and his farm.

At this point, Gavin is totally choked up, and tears well up in his eyes.
G-"Why did he have to sell the ox?" he asks me, trying not to cry.
Me-"That's what people did back then."
G-"Well, why didn't he just keep the ox, and sell everything else?" (wiping tears off his cheek)
At this point, Emma and Lilah take a hand at reassuring him that everything will be o.k.
E and L- "It's o.k. Gavin"
"He had to do it so he could get money to feed his family."
"He'll get another ox."

Eventually, he accepted the fate of the poor ox. Little does he know, the ox was most likely sold to the local butcher.