To Sleep, Perchance to Eat
I've written about this before. How H#3 suffers some of the stereotypical treatment of beyond-second-borns. But I've now learned, and here documented, that it's not about how we treat him differently than either of the other two. It's just how he's wired. The kid has been waking up between five and six am, then hardly able to keep his eyes open for lunch. I've slowly been inching lunch prep earlier, until today I was getting lunch ready at 10:40.
Still not early enough.