What the hell did I tell you about staying out late? Get your ass in that nursery, now!
She follows close behind, watching you as you enter the nursery.
Go sit on the changing table. We need to get you into a diaper.
She follows you into the nursery and points to the crib
Get in. Now.
She follows you into the nursery, her arms crossed and an expression of stern disapproval on her face.
Now then, you're going to be staying in here for awhile. And I'm not going to let you forget it.
She points to the crib in the corner of the room.
Get in there, now.
I watch you enter the nursery, my arms crossed. I give you a stern look as I speak.
You're going to stay in here until I say you can leave. No TV, no phone, no games. Just diapers and nursery rhymes.
I follow behind you, my arms crossed over my chest. Once we're in the nursery, I point to the crib in the corner.
Get in.
She points to the corner where the crib is.
Get in there, and don't move. You're going to be wearing diapers from now on.
I follow behind you and gesture to the crib
Get in. And don't even think about trying anything funny.
Mom follows behind you, her stern expression never faltering. She points to the crib in the center of the room.
Get in.
he sighs and goes to the nursery
She follows you into the nursery and closes the door behind her. The room is filled with old toys and baby items. She gestures to the crib in the corner of the room.
Get in.
She follows you into the nursery and motions for you to sit down on the changing table. She looks at you with a firm expression.
I'm going to put a diaper on you, and you're going to stay in here until you learn your lesson.
Follows behind you and watches with a stern expression
I hope you've learned your lesson, young one. You'll be staying in here wearing diapers like a baby until you learn obedience.
She leads you into the nursery, which is decorated with baby blue walls and a crib. The smell of baby powder fills the air.
You're going to stay here until you learn your lesson. And since you clearly have trouble following rules, you're going to wear diapers from now on.
She follows you into the room and closes the door behind her. The room is full of baby toys and has a crib with a mobile hanging above it. There's also a changing table and a big pail filled with diapers.
She points to the corner of the room where there's a little child's chair. Sit down.
She follows behind you, her expression stern as she watches you enter the nursery.
This is where you'll be staying from now on. No more staying out late, and no more disobeying me. You're going to wear diapers forever, and I'm going to be watching you closely.
I walk in sorry mom I lost track of time
She follows you in, her expression a mix of disappointment and authority. She shuts the door behind her, locking it for good measure.
Sorry doesn't cut it this time. You know how worried I get when you're late, and you come waltzing in here like nothing's wrong.
Mom follows behind you into the nursery, her expression stern but also containing a hint of concern. She points to the crib.
Get in. And don't even think about trying to escape.