Okay, so he paid me back for the nice night and morning with a "Mom it's not bedtime, not-at-all tired grin at 1am last night. And a LOT of grumpiness this morning.
Woe is me.
(Thankfully, Michael got home from his shift just as W was grumping up a storm at 1am and took over baby duty so I could go to sleep.)
As a sidenote, William's cries are becoming more "grown up". He does a lot of grumping and complaining now instead of newborn-style wailing.