I was in the kitchen yesterday and Katie walked in carrying her Elmo doll. She said to me "Mommy, Elmo not listening. He go in timeout." She then carried him into the mudroom and put him on the "timeout rug." She left the room and then came back and "talked to Elmo." She then told me that "Elmo not saying sorry. He stay in timeout." She then left the room again and came back. She got Elmo and told me "that Elmo sorry. He can come out of timeout now." She gave him a hug and then brought him back into the living room.We never realized that she was an expert in the timeout procedures!
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