Time Out

Faith: Mommy, you in time out!

Mommy: Wha–why? What did I do?

Faith: You…you bite some people……you bite daddy.

Mommy (laughing, but taking my seat by the door): Wait, what? I did not.

Daddy: Faith, can mommy come out of timeout? I need her to help me in the kitchen.

Faith: NO!

Mommy: Mommy kinda likes timeout.