co-napping

Pepe was up at 12:00am last night, most likely bc of the heat, and was not back to sleep until 2am. Both Chris and I were exhausted this am, as Pepe slept until after 8am. We ran him around this am, hoping for a return to the schedule (after not napping at all yeasterday bc of the family reunion). We bought Lightening McQueen sheets for the big boy bed, but Pepe did not care, "I am not tired". So I suggested I sleep with him and we both sat cozy on the bed, but Pepe kept telling me to move so that he could see all the cars on the bedsheets. Fast forward 30 min..."I want to sleep in mommy and daddy's bed". So we transition there, after I make it clear that we both need a nap. Pepe agrees. In the bed, I close my eyes, and Pepe starts touching my face, "Bumpy nose", "Mommy, this little piggy went to the market, this little piggie, and this little piggie went ,...all the way home' (tickling me). I had a hard time not laughing, but I managed to keep quiet. Next, he started putting pillows over me and jumping in the bed. At this point, I said "OK, we need to go to your crib, this is not working', to which Pepe replied "Please, I sleep". "OK, one more chance, I say". Pepe starts singing: "One more chance, one more chance". "Good night mommy", "Good night Pepe". "Good night mommy....", on and on. finally, another 30 min into this Pepe gets transported into his crib, with a fresh baba. A bit of crying, ducky stories, and off to sleep. So, was it worth it, over 1 h of self torture? Maybe my memories of feeling so happy and special into my parents big bed, and the comfort memories of sleeping at times with them triggered this notion that Pepe might enjoy it too. And he does, but just a big too much for my taste, and his need for sleep...