wake up Playmate!

We're driving home late. Well, technically it is only 9 p.m. but since we have the kids with us it might as well be midnight. As soon as the engine starts Gavin conks out...seriously he is drooling before we get to the end of the street. Jane and Anne are next, Jane's head lolling uncomfortably. Atticus...well, Atticus has a talent for staying awake(when we drove thru the night to get to New Jersey it was a little creepy having him wide eyed and silent at 3am). If anything is going on, he will stay up for it. He is pretty bummed about his best friend/playmate/partner in crime falling asleep and leaving him to his lonesome. As I watch he leans over and starts rubbing Jane's leg. That wakes her up giggling, and they both laugh for a few seconds. Within a minute though, she is out again. He pokes her with his toe. Nothing. He kicks her. Nothing. He kicks her repeatedly. Nothing. So sad/funny to watch. He is getting frustrated now. He starts whacking her on the shoulder while still poking her with his toes. Finally, she wakes up. Not giggling this time. Screaming actually. Poor Atticus, she falls back asleep within the minute and he sits there glumly, awake, all the way home.