This week, you learned how to say "no." It's more like "naa," with a shake of your head. Your dad and I still don't know how to discipline you. Maybe if you weren't such a cute kid. We try to put you on the stairs sometimes and "explain" to you why you are sitting there, but then you laugh, and we laugh and it becomes impossible. You are way too cute. Stop being so cute. And while you're at it, stop hitting, and throwing food.