Fatigue - redux

I'm remembering this kind of fatigue from when Max was a baby. He's watching TV now after having been up from 4 to 5:30 in the night. Eliza was awake for most of that time also, crying. Then she ate, and played until 7. Then I walked the dogs. And now Max is up watching TV before rushing off to camp. I'm in the office, and I can hear him munching on cereal over the Little Bear soundtrack and the white noise of the air conditioner.