How to mess with Mommy

So Luke hadn't napped. Hadn't napped. It's 3:15 PM. I'm exhausted and dozing on the couch through Sesame Street while he watches on and off, occasionally chucking something at my head 'Mommy play! Mommy do it!' I begged him, I offered to lay down with him to take a nap, I gave him his cold medicine hoping for drowsiness.

'No! No nap!'

I gave up, made some coffee to wake myself up, went upstairs to hop on the computer and returned five minutes later.

To find him passed out on the couch.