The Naughty Chair

Dad was threatening to use Griffith's Christmas budget to buy a "naughty chair" for him, but Flora saved the day. Maybe.

Griffith has taken to pushing Allan. A lot. And he's pretty quiet and sneaky about it, too. He'll come up behind Allan and take his hand and slowly push Allan's head down until he is on the floor. Our first inkling that something is amiss is usually either a thud (Allan hitting the floor) or a wail (Allan finally deciding that someone had better do something). This is generally followed by Griffith running as fast as he can. Which just goes to show that he KNOWS that he isn't supposed to be doing it. The other night, he just kept coming back for Allan. We tried 'no' and explaining that it was 'not nice.' Yeah? So what? Back again. 'Stop.' and 'Time out.' Back again. We didn't really have a good place for time out. We didn't like using the nursery or his crib because we didn't want them to be associated with punishment. As you can see from the photo below, we were using one of our arm chairs. Then Dad thought of spending Griff's holiday money on a 'naughty chair.' Sort of akin to Santa bringing bad boys and girls lumps of coal and switches, I suppose.

But, this morning, Flora brought in a little chair that she had at her house that says "Time Out" on the back. Something she had from babysitting the triplets. No word on whether it has been used today or not, but Griffith was giving it a real looking over this morning. Flora swears that he wouldn't have any thing to do with her today. She is convinced he was mad at her for taking our side with this whole Time Out nonsense.