When my baby brother was born, he was sleeping 24/7. But now I swear he’s like the devil’s son. He always screaming , constantly act like he drank ten Starbucks coffee, huge appetite, and he gets in so much trouble. Sometimes we would kind of like yell at him because he’s did something so bad and he look at us with a big cute smile and he would be hugging our leg and like beg us for forgiveness. So freaking unfair. He’s currently one.