Uh oh

Our house has a naughty mat. Some people may be unfamiliar with the term, but its just what it sounds like. It is a small rug that sits on the floor in front of the laundry closet, where Maggie sits when in time out. We sit her there, set the timer, walk away, and wait for it to beep. When it does, we go hug her, tell her to say sorry and explain the offense. Well apparently, while I was at work today, Maggie thought her baby needed a timeout. So she put her on the naughty mat. She then told her No No. She walked into the kitchen near the stove (which is right by the microwave, where we use the timer.) Then she walked back, picked up her baby, and hugged her. I guess at least if nothing else we are consistent. The funny thing is though, she doesn't get timeouts that often. She is smart enough now though, that if you say, do you want to go on the naughty mat? She will say no, and stop the behavior that she was doing. She hates the naughty mat. Funny stuff.