Devil child is robbing me of heavenly sleep

My upstairs neighbor's child is living proof that not all kids are harmless little angels - some are pure devils.

Every excruciating morning, in my yet sane memory, the baby boy puts on an exhausting but powerful drama, which has never failed to impress so far. It is a free daily alarm system that we, as the permanent downstairs residents, unfortunately cannot turn off.

5 am. The sweet silence of dawn is ruthlessly shattered by a sudden sob.