Stephen’s nap schedule has gone wonky again. He used to sleep around 2 p.m., yet he’s still awake now. I tried to convince him to take a nap by telling him that if he didn’t, he’d be grouchy. But when I asked him what grouchy means, he tucked his hands up near his armpits, flapped his “wings,” and said, “Gracky! Gracky! Gracky!”