((sigh)) After lights out, Thing2 creeps back down to me and with some difficulty and effort, starts crying. Confesses to losing his temper and not thinking and cursing his brother, which precipitated consequences from DH.
Nope, I have some sympathy; I'm dog-tired too. BUT. "You got out of bed, after lights out, to come tell me about something you did wrong to your brother which your father already punished you for? Everyone you have wronged is upstairs, and you're down here after bedtime!??!!"