Up all night, sleep all day (the second part I only wish)

In which the Soundtrack of my Life is a hard rock album.

When, in the middle of the night, the Monkeyboy summons me into his room and says, "I wanna rock,"* he's not talking about an 80s heavy metal anthem. It means he's getting sick, which is the only time he wants cuddling. And that he wants me to rock him in the glider and sing to him. Until the end of time. And therefore I will be getting no sleep.

Ugh. As a baby this kid was a terrible sleeper and even now? The song remains the same.