Go Timeout!

Wyatt has now added a new sentence into his growing repertoire and not a day passes when he doesn't tell me "Mom, go timeout!". I know that I shouldn't laugh when he does it and can usually keep a straight face but it is getting harder and harder and I think he knows that it's cute so therefore he keeps doing it. So I wasn't surprised one morning while doing dishes and cleaning the kitchen to hear the words go timeout issued once again but instead of being directed toward me I turned to find that Wyatt had put his refrigerator magnets in timeout under the kitchen counter. When I asked how long they had to stay he didn't reply but they staid there well into the afternoon and then they were returned to the door of the fridge.