We have a time-out spot.
It's on the rug in front of the front door.
We have a boy who is
in a phase of screaming.
Really loudly.
So, tonight he went to time-out.
This was not his first time in time-out.
But, his first time-out in the official
time-out spot.
He screamed.
He was told to not scream.
He screamed.
He was told to not scream.
He screamed looking into Chad's eyes.
Stinker.
He was taken to time-out.
Two minutes after he was told to get up
and had "the talk" about why he
went to time-out, he went
and sat down in the time-out spot.
Then got up a minute later.
He repeated this two more times.
This is definitely different from
what the girls were like.
Oh geez, now he has a bat.
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