Wednesday night--or more properly, very early Thursday morning--Evan decided he had all the beauty-rest he needed and it was time to wake up. At 1:30 am, Jeremy found him turning circles in his bed. So rather than risk Evan getting out of bed and pulling all his paraphanalia with him or getting into all his toys, Jeremy just unhooked him and took him out into the hall. He closed all the doors (except our bedroom), put up the baby gates, and let him wander the hall. His point was to show Evan how boring being up was and it was just better to go back to sleep.
I woke up at about 3 am to Evan-noises and banging on the bedroom door. I was suprised to find Evan laying in the bedroom doorway, vocalizing as he softly banged his head against the door. I realized Jeremy was gone, and found him trying to sleep in the middle of the hall with Evan's comforter and pillow. He explained his plan to me. I went back to bed, Jeremy shortly followed and we let Evan wear himself out--what else can you do???
Eventually, Evan did go back to sleep (sometime before 5:30 am--that's when Jeremy found him asleep and put him back to bed). But not before he expressed displeasure at being baby-gated out of the livingroom. At one point, he was standing up rattling the gate and making a bunch of noise. I heard Jeremy (and can image the ASL signs to accompany) saying "Daddy is not happy. This is time to sleep, not time to play. You need to go to bed." If it were only that easy!