If Abby can't see you, you can't see her right?

This last week I've started using time-outs regularly for Abby. I was reading a book to her and she started kicking me. I told her she needed to stop or she was going to have to go into time-out. Then she added screaming along with the kicking. I sent her to time-out, and she happily ran over to our designated place (pretty sure you're not supposed to enjoy time-outs, but what do I know?).

She's usually in time-out 60-90 seconds depending on how bad whatever she did was, and how quickly she becomes nice again. Anyway, she ran over and about 15 seconds later she sneaks out and runs across the room and to the corner while she has hands up to her face, shielding her eyes from me. She puts her face right into the corner and starts giggling.

Needless to say, she's not in time-out, but on my lap playing with all of mommy's toys on the desk while she blogs. Swore I was gonna be consistant, huh... there's always tomorrow right?