Quoth the Baby, “Waah. Waah. Waah” With apologies to Edgar Allan Poe. – – – Once upon a midnight dreary, While I slumbered, weak and weary, In a cozy townhouse In the suburbs of Cleveland, While I dozed off, nearly snoring, Suddenly there came a roaring From the baby monitor That lay on my nightstand. “’Tis just the wind,” I murmured then, “That howls like the damned.” And…