Abby got into trouble and had to go to her room for a time out. I can't remember how it started, but it had something to do with not taking food off of her plate and placing (throwing) it on the table. It ended with very sassy words out of her mouth and a trip up to her bed room to think about her behavior.
The behavior did not end, so she got to spend the better part of an hour in her room. Mostly it was for my sanity.
She saw the errors in her ways (the screaming) and presented me with this loving sorry note at the end of her room incarceration.
Abby, you never fail to surprise me.
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