When my kids were young, I would sometimes wonder what I had done wrong when child after child was born into our family with a hefty dose of "strong will." I would longingly observe other families whose children seemed so mellow and easy to please. My kids were "spirited." They were often disobedient. They were constantly testing my patience. It was their way or the highway -- or at least a lot of screaming and other such nonsense if their way was not granted. I began to wonder if strong will was a genetic trait.
One Sunday, I was out in the hallway at church with a particularly fussy Andrew, who was about 3 years old at the time. While he was screaming, a sweet elderly woman came up to me and said, "Your kids are so cute."