Marcus stayed up all night on December 30. And by "stayed up" I don't mean trying to be up late and watch tv like other kids. Staying up = no sleep from when we picked him up at 8pm on Sunday night from his dad's house (where he spent a few days over Christmas break with his brothers and sisters) to now, 10am on Monday morning. Marcus' "stay-ups" are accompanied by long, loud wailings, stomping up and down the stairs, slamming doors, turning lights on and off.
It's a miracle the other kids sleep through this. But they do. We stay up all night, or take shifts (which is a miserable way of saying I love you to your spouse) and keep Marcus from breaking windows, take him to the bathroom every hour, try to keep him as quiet as possible so others can get rest.
So, now we are heading into New Year's Eve exhausted.
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