As I am writing this post, Preston is standing in the corner. He snatched a toy from his brother. Right now, in between a lot of hyperventalating and sobbing, it sounds a lot like this:
Then there is a pause, almost long enough for me to start the timer, and for this to be over. But it starts again, still in between all the sobbing and screaming:"Mommy, I wanna talk to you. Please Mommy, I wanna talk to you. Mommy, I'll stop crying. I'll stop crying, Mommy. Please, Please, Please."
"Mommy, I need to eat. I'm hungry, please, I'm so hungry, Mommy. Please Mommy, I need to to eat. Please Mommy, I'll stop crying. I need to talk to you. Mommy, I'm so hungry"
"Mommy, Preston can't have any milk. Preston can't eat. Preston needs to stop screaming. Preston took my toy. Preston wouldn't share with me. Preston should stop crying. He needs to stand in the corner, Mommy. He wouldn't share with me."