Last evening the baby was serenading us with her nightly scream/screech fest. She is one of those shriekers that cause the listeners ears to bleed and their eyes to roll about the inside of the head as she achieves a pitch previously unknown to mankind. Most nights her brother can tolerate this relatively well even though they share a room. On this particular occasion when I stepped into their room to check up, since the baby still carried on, my three-year-old son was lying in his bed with his covers pulled up over his head. I presume he did so to get some relief from the noise and had fallen fast asleep.