Every time I think Child Harbat might be not quite as extroverted as I observe, she does something that reinforces my beliefs. I’m used to being forced to be an audience member for tricks in the pool, shows in the living room, shows in the hallway, dance routines, puppet shows, the list is as manifold as layers in an onion. She will creep out of bed at night to come in the living room because she has to “tell me something” and gets furious if she is interrupted during one of her long rambling stories. This kid loves to talk and be around people. But she gets tired and cranky through overstimulation and I can tell when she needs a little break. Her quiet time doesn’t include naps any more, as much as she needs them, but she’ll instead fall asleep in the car in a matter of minutes, sometimes in the middle of a sentence. What happens during quiet time at home? Usually it involves some kind of project. And in case you had any doubt about who wants to be at the center of the social wheel, see the exhibit below. Who is in the center, the gravity well of all planetary bodies, the origin point, the aleph, the source? You guessed it.