His little fist clenched, the 8-month-old bellowed with all his might right to his Momma's face. Though the words remained barely articulated, his thoughts were perfectly so. "No nap for me, Mom! Might as well give up. I want my way, and I want it now!" Truth be told, this little boy was tired; very tired. But there were so many things to learn and do as a tiny tot. Exploring his world and his parent's faces is always such a fascinating venture! With a quiet "No Baby, please lay down and go to sleep" and shaky determination, Momma fought the tears as she wanted so desperately to give Baby his way. She only wanted him to be happy; to smile that sweet baby smile boasting four new teeth, to babble his sweet baby-babble, and playfully grab at her hair. Sometimes she wondered if perhaps this is how God feels when re-direction is needed in her life. Perhaps His children so desperately want their way, mayb...