"Good job little one," I say when she finally went, holding her hand and going back to our room.
"Now tell me why were you in the kitchen?" I ask her.
"No reason," she lies, I could tell she was lying, she was there either playing or searching for candy.
"Candy or playing, you're going to serve five minutes in the corner either way, but if you lie to me, it's going to be ten minutes," I warn her.
"I wanted candy, Presley said she know where the candy are," she mumbles, the thing with Presley, I made her act like a small girl, the same way Violet does, it's to make sure they get along together, but not for them to steal candy.
"If you want candy Violet, you get your little bum over to me, and ask for it, you don't go and try to get them, this time you're only getting a timeout, next ti
