Friday 9 December 2011

Time Out Tears

I have an old chair set up in a corner, designated for time-outs. It is an old, tacky, but very comfortable chair (nice and soft for those anti-discipline tantrums). Sometimes the kids choose to play on or around it, but it is mostly used just for time-outs.

Cash somberly climbs into the chair.
Cash, in a pitiful small voice - "I'm in time-out. I am bad. I have to go time-out."
Me - "Cash, you didn't do anything wrong. Why are you in time-out?"
Cash pretends to cry - "I didn't listen to Auntie. I am in time-out."
Legend marches up to him, points at him and grumbles in pretend anger - "Time out, Cash!"
Cash fake cries and looks to me for sympathy.

How is this a fun game?

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