Years ago, when I was still a teenager, I used to babysit for a couple of rambunctious little brothers. The younger one was really a very happy, humorous and playful little guy but every time he woke up from a nap or when he woke up in the morning, he would wake up crying. It would take him a good half hour of sitting on someone’s lap and being crabby and tearful before he would suddenly get himself fully awake, grin, climb down off the lap and go off to play or eat. Since then, I have met other children … Continue reading →