And I'm still awake. So is The Boy. The Wife noticed that those two bottom molars - the last 2, I think - are finally peeking through, so that is what might be adding gasoline to this particular fire. Anyway, for the last 3 hours, it has been two minutes of sleep, followed by ten minutes of crying.
Frustrating, for sure. He's not a complainer and never has been, but here we are. Several times, he's fallen asleep only to have been woken by the baby next door. Mostly, it's been pain. Just now, again, he grabbed his toes and foot and calf and said "owie."
As expected, I'll be lucky to get an hour's sleep tonight. With a 16 hour day tomorrow, and another long one Thursday.
Awake again. Gotta go.