I left Baby Wingnut sleeping peacefully in my bed this morning. As I was enjoying my morning mocha and the other children were working on their breakfasts, we heard the familiar howling that is Baby Wingnut stirring from hibernation. I didn't even have to move or ask, three girls raced each other to the stairs to go rescue the baby. Boy, he's got it made! I wonder how much attention I might get if I began howling like a wolverine.