
I wish I had THIS “Time Out” pad when I was little. It seems like a fun game. It makes sounds, it has a timer, and it looks cool. When my mom put me in time out, I was sitting on a chair, looking at a wall, and there was no timer. The timer was when my mom thought it was long enough. Sometimes, if my brother and I were sent to time out for fighting with each other, she would tie a bundle of both of our hairs together with a rubber band. Then make us sit in time out together, attached at the head. So wrong!!



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