I put him to bed, he gets straight back up again, wandering around, fiddling with things, jumping on the bed, poking his brother, insisting on going to the toilet again and again (he really doesn't need to go, he only starts demanding to when I tell him he is to stay in bed and stop wandering around), standing tapping the window and I am angry, and I am tired and I have not had an hour to myself for about 2 weeks.
I told him that every time he gets up out of bed he loses a piece of his hotwheels for tomorrow - well, he's now lost every single piece and all 20 of the cars.
He just doesn't seem to get tired any more. he's got a "I'll do what I want to do" attitude and I am finding it so wearing - but on the other hand he can switch the tears on really quick and I crumble.