The Exorcism of Connor Johnson

Last night was a night like any other at our house.  It was almost Connor's bedtime and he was munching on a new snack we'd discovered he REALLY loves...Animal Crackers!  My husband came in the room and as he reminded him it was bedtime, he took the gnawed remnant out of Connor's clenched hand.  Then it happened!  Connor's little body grew rigid and began to shake or vibrate might be a more accurate description.  His head began to spin atop his shoulders and an ear-splitting scream erupted from his lips.  Confused by this behavior we observed our little angel...now a little demon as he appeared to almost be taken over by some outside force.  Hysterically, he wailed and shook.  "Give it back!"  I rashly ordered Harry.  He gave the tiny fragment back to our son and suddenly silence swept through the room.  The lights stopped flickering, the furniture fell to the floor it once hovered above, and Connor stood there happily savoring every last microscopic crumb of his beloved Animal Cracker.  "What just happened?"  Harry asked, stunned.  "I have NO idea..."  I replied. The next day we were even more frightened to discover that our child is not possessed, but in fact, preparing for his Terrible Two's.  Can these be exercised?!!!  God help us!