“So DIS is where you puts my toys when I gots time out!” Alma stood up with her hands on her hips.
“Alma, the point in putting them there was so that you didn’t find them. When time out is over, you get them back.”
“Time out is over, Mommy,” she huffed and rolled her eyes.
“Who says,” I asked.
“I SAYS! Time out was no fun!”
I couldn’t help but giggle. “It isn’t supposed to be fun. It’s supposed to be a learning experience.”
“I did learns something, Mommy. I learns where you hides my toys!”