Anytime she hits someone, or throws something, or does something she is not supposed to.
Corner next to the fireplace
Made to stand in the corner, not allowed to move from there.
Big fat tears, ear-splitting screams, fake..dimple flashing smiles, cutest of cute ‘Hi Mamma’
When one of us deems that she has had sufficient time to play out all the drama, she is called out to.
Silence. Breath held. Eyes wide. Almost like she is saying ‘Me, you’re calling me’.
A smile. Asked to come over.
A mad dash to get away from the corner. Demands to be held, hugged, kissed, the works.
About four times a day for two days.
For any offense, as perceived by her, ‘Oh No’ starts before anything can be said.
On hearing the word timeout, starts walking to the corner, even when the parents don’t mean to give her a timeout, screaming all the while. Which has the parents cracking up 😀 😀