Yep, something is going on with my son. On Sunday night, he refused to go to sleep. After my wife and I both spent time with him, he still got out of bed and stood at the top of the stairs screaming for us. I ended up sitting in the rocking chair with him for quite a while and then finally singing his new favorite song, Shenandoah, over and over again to get him settled for sleep. Monday night, he tested the waters again, but we did not respond to his initial bid for our attention. Sunday’s was a real need; Monday’s was just seeing if it would become a pattern. Nope, and he went to sleep fairly soon after that.