I say No. He says, NO! louder. I ask please. He laughs and runs away. I ask him to keep his shoes on, he throws them out the car window. Bed time starts a game of chase. Heaven help me, I'm a mess of a parent. The worst part is most of his "naughtiness" makes us laugh, and we know other parental types must shake their heads in disappointment at our ineptness. He knows he's got us wrapped around his chubby little fingers. Alas I must go and put him in his room for the 80th time....but maybe we'll just let him sleep in our bed one more time.