Moira grasps the obvious

So Thursday night, Moira and her mother were going round and round again, which culminated in Moira getting put in time out by me. Which she refused to do. Meanwhile, Healy and Fiona went upstairs to get ready for bed while I did the dishes.

Moira would go upstairs, at which point Healy would send her back down to me, where Moira would then argue her point that she did not want to do her time out. This went on several trips and then, suddenly, silence. So I figured I should investigate.

I found Moira sitting on the stairs (which is where we do time outs). So I asked her if she wanted me to set the timer so she could do her timeout:

Moira: No! I am not doing my timeout.
Daddy: Then what are you doing?
Moira: I'm afraid if I go upstairs, Mommy will send me back down.
Daddy: So your plan is to sit quietly on the stairs and not move?
Moira nods her head.
Daddy: Isn't that what you do for timeout?
Moira tilts head and thinks for a moment, then nods her head.
Daddy: So, shall I set the timer for you to do your timeout?
Moira considers for a moment, then nods her head.

Twenty minutes later, time out served, Moira was in her pajamas and in bed.