Corners

We have our kids pretty well trained when it comes to time outs. Even Lia understands when we tell her she needs one. They both protest with tears, but they get it. They sit there, stop crying, compose themselves, and come over and say sorry. Yes, both of them.

The other day when we were in Old Navy shopping around Lia was being particularly stinkerish whacking her head into the back of Max's over and over again despite my constant "no no no" (the girl loooves to ignore). I finally said, "Lia, if you don't stop you're going to get a time-out" to which Max said:

"Mom, are you sure they have corners in here? Does Old Navy have corners? You need corners for time outs."

Oh Max, always the concerned practical one. Sure do love you, kid.