I've been put in Time Out by my daughter twice since this past weekend.
Me: Athena! Stop waving that battle-axe around! You are going to kill someone! Perhaps even me!
Athena: No, Mommy! *still waving the damn thing around*
Athena: Noooooooooooooooo! Nooooooooooo! No, Mommy!
Me: I'm going to take it away from you.
Athena: Mommy! I want you to look at me! No look at Marcus! Look at me!
Athena: Mommy, now you go into Time Out now. *pointing to chair* Okay?
I think she diffused that situation quite well, don't you?
Athena: *splash, splash, splashing in the tub*
Me: Athena stop!
Athena: *tossing wet washcloth against the wall across the bathroom*
Athena: Mommy Time Out now.
See, the thing is... we have only put her in Time Out once. And that was weeks ago. Methinks she gets many a Time Out at daycare.
In the meantime, I'm going to have to be on my best behavior. She's cracking down on me.