Hal.
Jesse was in the naughty corner, facing the wall.
He had on a long legged onesie with the hood pulled over his head. I was seated on the couch, a magazine opened on my lap. I pretended to be engrossed in the magazine whenever Jesse turned his head around to pout at me but I watch him when he turns back to face the wall.
I left the mess he had made so that when the time was up, he'd clean it up. My baby boy has managed to finger paint my marble floors, every color of the rainbow. After telling him to face the wall, I had taken a couple of pictures and sent some to Jeff who replied with a laughing emoji.
My phone vibrates against the couch and I looked down at it. His time in the naughty corner was up.
"Baby you can come out now." I said. I wasn't even done talking when Jesse turns
