First Naughty Chair Infraction

Since this blog is our family scrapbook/photo album/baby books/etc. all rolled into one. I feel that I must document Drew's first experience with the naughty chair...

While I was fixing dinner, Drew got into the fireplace and got ashes everywhere (face, hands, clothes, floor). He has been told multiple, multiple times "No touch!" when he gets near the fireplace. So, today he got to spend some time in the naughty chair for the offense. :(

I remember distinctly the first time that I put Clayton in this very same naughty chair. (Yes, I took pictures of him the first time, too.) He was about the same age and he couldn't have cared less. He just sat there with his feet crossed and looked around until I got him up. It didn't really seem to bother him.

Well, Drew is our sensitive child.

It hurt his heart to have to sit in the naughty chair. You could just tell. He cried and cried - big, huge crocodile tears.


Poor little bug! It made me so sad to punish him, but I know that is what I am called to do as his mother. It still stinks, though. :(