Tonight after dinner, we were hanging out with the kiddos and Mike stepped on Maggie's foot and she accidentally fell down. He immediately apologized and helped her up, but she ordered him to go sit on the Naughty Step!! I joked that he now had to sit there for the next 32 minutes and prompted Maggie to tell him, "Daddy, the reason I am putting you on the Naughty Step is..." (that's the routine endorsed by Supernanny so of course we do whatever she says). We were rolling. But then, in the most serious voice, the most dead on impression of yours truly, she told him as he sat there on the stairs, "I'll be right here in kitchen doing some dishes, but I'll be back in a minute."