Tater was sitting at the top of the stairs BEGGING to go in the naught corner a few nights ago. It was honestly really pathetic! He hadn’t been feeling well all day, but knows that if he is in the naughty corner, then he’s not in bed, so he was begging for the naughty corner.
Jefe thought it was really funny and just laughed at him. After a few minutes we brought him downstairs and held and rocked him for a few minutes. Poor kid!
He tried it again tonight. Since he was just trying to put off bedtime and has been feeling fine, we gave him a love and a kiss and sent him off to bed. ;o)