“Nathan, does you dump truck belong on the kitchen counter?” I asked Nathan as he rolled his dump truck all along my freshly cleaned, pristine counter. I am now wary of him rolling his toys along surfaces where I put food after the pooping incident we had just the other day.
“No?” he said as he continued to roll his dump truck around.
“Take your dump truck off the counter, please,” I instructed him.
“No please?” he replied.
“Do you know what happens when you don’t mind Mommy?” I asked.
“Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig Twouble!” he said.
“That’s right. Big trouble.”
“Corner? Time out?”
“Yeah, you’ll get time out,” I replied.
And, much to my astonishment, Nathan marched himself over to the Time Out Corner and PUT HIMSELF IN TIME OUT!
“Corner!” he said proudly.
“Yes, yes you are in the corner, aren’t you?” I responded. “You put yourself in time-out because you didn’t mind. Thank you, Nathan.”
And you know, he kept himself in the corner for 30 seconds. Which, to a two-year-old, is Biiiiiiiiiig Twouble indeed.