Oh, HYPER CHILD, where do you come from? What makes you surface, and how can I reel you in? You emerge at breakfast (is it the cereal, where the main ingredient is SUGAR?) you come back for visitors (are you after the CHOCOLATE that my true friends present upon arrival?) and you really shine at dinner time when the rest of us long for that end-of-day, theraputic adult conversation... but instead we become audience to YOU. Two chiquita banana stickers become props for an endless night of silliness--the knock knock jokes never end and THEN the dancing begins! This, of course, is the stuff I love--the fact that we then ALL become hyper children, and laugh and dance until dinner wears off. One of my FAVORITE blessings is having a silly, spontaneous family.