Time Out!

Well, recently Mom began time out with our little angel. Hard to believe it's necessary I'm sure, unless you remember the other half of the genetic equation...i.e. Dad.

The "time out spot" is the between the TV and a trunk, about 14" x 14", and completely devoid of toys (provided she hasn't dropped any their earlier). Mom is a champ at enforcing time out, Dad is not quite as efficient at the implementation.

Well, after the initial trauma of going to time out, our little angel seems to find it quite amusing. For Dad, it is usually a break for anywhere, an ensuing chase, and laughter as she is placed back in the spot. At first it's punishment, then she turns the tables on the old man...portends of fun things to come.

Here Ella is in time out for Mom.

Oh, and I forgot to mention the only non-toy is the coax cable courtesy of Comcast. Obsviously not a toy...