Wiley was trying to explain to me why he doesn't like to go to sleep: "Mom, imagine you had 5 pickles and one was alive and didn't like to go to sleep. That one is me. I just have to tell my brain to tell each of my body parts to shut down and sometimes that takes time because some of them are on vacation, you know, in my gut and they have suitcases with them and so it takes time for them to shut down."