There once was a baby named Remy.
He was sweet, like syrup on a spoon. And laid back to boot.
Nary a cry came from that cuddly lump of baby.
Seemingly overnight, that sugary sweet lump of baby became a toddler.
A biting, climbing, teetering, screaming, sibling harassing terrorist of a toddler.
His mom hides in the corner a lot nowadays.