I was working late last night leaving DH to put kids to bed. I arrived home at 1am. Within 15 minutes of getting home, my DS started to really cry. He is sobbing, shouting that he thirsty. I went up to him with a drink and was horrified. Poor Ds had been put to bed wearing thick fleece pyjamas. I mean these are proper winter pyjamas. It is boiling hot in the bedroom. He is literally soaking wet with sweat, hair dripping, hysterical.
I go into DH who is lying asleep in just his pants on top of the sheet. He says he insisted on wearing those ones (he is 4 years old ffs and he likes the pjs because they have Woody on them) and he thought it would be ok as the temperature would likely drop in the night. I was livid and am still livid now thinking about it and can barely bring myself to respond to his messages today. Am I overreacting here?