At 8:00 we have our bedtime routine: bath, story, bottle. Dante pretty much always falls asleep on the bottle.
Tonight, on the other hand, he was wide awake at the end of the bottle. I gave him another one. Still wide awake, though apparently hungry, because he devoured most of that one too. Laura and I hung out with him a bit, and he didn’t get any sleepier. She laid with him on the couch in the dark, and he didn’t get any sleepier. I walked him around in the dark, and no sleep. He just cried the whole time. So now it’s 10:00. He’s in his crib, crying. What the hell?