Our sweet (ahem) James is a screamer. He spends a lot of good quality time in time out "thinking about" his choice to scream at the top of his lungs every time his mother tells him "no". ***It's a delightful trait*** (please note the sarcasm text). Not long ago someone gave me the beautiful idea to have James sing a song or count to 20 before he can leave time out. This is a stroke of genius! If he can control himself enough to sing the ABC's, he's okay enough to join the real world. Luckily James's prison sentence is never very long. Plus, at the end of every session I get to hear the lovliest rendition of the ABCs.