When Son #2 is sleepy, he usually cries. "I want my ba!"
While he is whimpering, I run to the kitchen to prepare his bottle. Then, I scoop my little baby into my arms and settle down on the couch with his bottle.
Son #2 coos while his sleepy eyes droop dreamily. I begin to rub his eyes and eyebrows as his body relaxes in my arms. The lights are low and everyone talks in hushed whispers. Usually, Son #2 will finish his bottle, hand the bottle to me, and then announce. "All done." Then, he closes his eyes, turns to hug me, and falls asleep.
Sometimes, Son #2 does not want to fall asleep even though he is very tired. While I rub his eyes and eyebrows, Son #2 forces his eyes open, holds his bottle with one hand, and proceeds to rub MY EYES with the other hand.
I think that is Son #2's way of saying. "No! You fall asleep!"