The other day the boys were driving me crazy with their constant fighting and bickering and I was about to lose it so I said that I was going to my room for a 5 minute time out because I was feeling angry with how unkind they were behaving toward each other.
When I came back out, they were gone. I sat down and relished the quiet for a minute (am I bad Mom?).
Then they came back in from outside.
Noah: Mom! We were running laps up and down the hill.
Me: Because I was in a time out?
Noah: Yeah. Because we weren't being kind to one another.
Ha. The self-directed discipline of running laps. I should take more time outs.