I have no idea how we're going to be awake at all this week.
It's currently around 12:30am as far as I'm concerned, but because Dublin is apparently closer than I thought it was, we're roughly an hour away from it being 7:30 in the morning and being corralled off of this plane. My position has long been that I hate long flights, but this whole "leave at 7pm, have the cabin lights dim for roughly an hour, and suddenly it's early morning and you haven't slept" seems like it might take some getting used to.
But hey, it's about time to be tired and trying to figure out the inner workings of the airport in Dublin so that we can get on another plane.
On the plus side, apparently the babies on Chicago to Dublin flights are remarkably well behaved. So we've got that going for us.