One gets contemplative and doesn't realize he's tired.
One gets ultra creative and also hyper.
One gets clingy and scared and starving.
One gets really busy.
One gets aggressive, tearful, and LOUD.
One gets hungry and needs to be held.
So I get grouchy.
Is it any wonder that bedtime, when the kids are tired, is chaos around here? Nobody actually gets SLEEPY.
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