Time Out Daddy!

Tonight Jake, Abby & I were sitting on the floor building domino towers & knocking each other's towers down. When Jake tossed a domino at my tower to knock it down instead of knocking it with his hand, Abby suddenly hollered at Jake, "No sir! You know better! You go to time-out RIGHT NOW!" Jake asked Abby what he did to deserve time-out, and she told him that he knows better than to throw dominoes. So, Jake complied & agreed to go to time-out. (We both thought it would be a little educational tool for Abby.) She insisted that time-out had to be in a specific spot she selected on the floor in the kitchen. When he sat down for time-out, she told him, "You no throw dominoes! You sit right here and think about it!" When I asked her how long she required Jake to be in time-out, she said, "4 minutes". Once Jake was sitting in time-out as instructed, she came strutting into the living room, sat down next to me & told me, as if we were part of the adult team together & Dad was the kid, "Dad's in time-out." When she walked back into the kitchen to check on him, she noticed that Jake had his hand on the kitchen towel hanging from a hook on the cabinet in front of him. She walked over, pulled the towel out of his hand & took it down to the farthest part of the ktichen counter & said, "this is NOT play time!" Jake & I lost all ability to stifle laughter at that point... wow! Toward the end of time-out, she said to Jake, "let's pray" & then proceeded to pray something pretty garbled, although we recognized the words "Dear God," "throw dominoes" & "Amen." Let's just say that Abby knows the time-out ropes, as has had her fair share everywhere she goes!