Impostor!

Benson, Benson, Benson...or is that even his real name?  Because I'm fairly certain that someone crept into our house one night, took my sweet little boy, and replaced him with another baby.  This baby looks enough like Benson, but he's no longer my content, laid back, calm baby.  This impostor of a child YELLS.  And then yells and yells some more.  He yells when he's tired.  He yells when he's bored.  He yells just because.  And he yells LOUDLY!  This other child no longer power-naps - he's more a cat-napper.  Anxiety is filling my soul as I worry he might inherit his sister's sleeping habits.

This kid is lucky that he still has deliciously chubby cheeks.  He's lucky that we adore him and still love him to  pieces.  I'm just wondering what on earth happened?