Sleep Torture/Training

Back in the day, V was a star sleeper. You put that fat baby in his side of the crib and he snuggled something soft, sucked on his chupete and was out, like a light. A was more difficult. She needed to be put down asleep, on her belly, way more challenging. Then, a miracle happened. For a couple of nights they both just "got" bed time. Bath, vitamin, bed, bye bye. Then came V's sleep drama. I think it started on the first (and dare I say last) night that I left tío G with all the kids. Asleep, in theory. I assured him that if a baby woke up he just needed to adjust chupetes, worst case scenario pick baby up and calm him/her. While I tutored I got a text that read something like this: V has been screaming his head off since you left. All of your suggestions do not mean shit. Any other ideas? It made me laugh. Indeed, the new MO with V is that as soon as he perceives that it is bedtime, he goes ballistic. This baby screams as if I were decapitating him because I dare put him to sleep (yes he is fed, clean and does not have gas for all of you pains in the ass). He just goes ape shit. There is nothing I can do except wait. I usually make F do this as it is grueling but guess what? He is away. So I type as V sounds like he is dying. Every 90 seconds or so I go stroke him, tell him that it is okay, but he does not care. He burns 1000 calories a night in his rage. Thankfully,  A passes out and stays out during the drama. Yesterday F told me that she was reaching out to caress V's hand as he freaked out. Wait, no crying, just sighs of recovery now and pangs of complaints. Please V, stop. Everybody needs to go to sleep. Go back to like before. Easy peezy lemon squeezey. Pleasey?