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Well. The first day I put him in the corner for hours, or at least until his knees started to burn. Then the next day I made him stand in a doorway with his arms to his side (since the previous day he was leaning a lot of the time and he never learned his lesson).
Now he has been at the dining room table writing about lying to me and playing with fire. His fingers are starting to hurt, but he is almost done.
I was so close to putting him down for good, hehe. Surprisingly I held in my temper.
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