Time Out

Well, it's a fact...I have been wondering if Solomon is truly understanding the whole consequense thing or if maybe, he wasn't. He let me know, that he, in fact, definately understands.

We have a general rule in our house, that toys don't belong in our mouth (of course it is a recent rule...since he started aquiring little cars with even smaller wheels.)

Solomon gets his Curious George stuffed doll out. He begins to take all of his cars and stick them in George's mouth. Then he says, "Time Out George" runs to the counter and gets the kitchen timer, sets George in timeout, and sits there with him until the timer dings. Then when George was allowed to get up, Solomon said, "All done. Sorry!" And gave him hugs and kisses hahahaha. This is our timeout routine. We sit with him while he it there and when it is over, we talk about it, say sorry and then have hugs and kisses. Poor George was really misbehaving, because he got about 15 timeouts this morning. It was so funny...but now I know...he get's it.