Thursday, July 23, 2009

Punishment

I was talking to Paw Paw tonight and the boys were destroying a mat their mother has for aerobics. "Quit it," I said. But it didn't stop.

After I got off the phone I was miffed and very politely put the boys in the corner in timeout. Nose in the corner, no touching or leaning, hands at the sides. Paw Paw used to do this with me and I loathed it. After their release dg5 speaks.

"Dad, thanks."
"What for?"
"Putting me in timeout. I deserved it."
I was speechless. What do you say, "You're welcome." Whose kid is this anyway? He's a good kid.

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