She looked down at the floor and twisted the arm of her little doll somewhat nervously. “I promise, I won’t do it again, Daddy.”
“But you’ve promised over and over and still you mess the house up with mud! Why?”
“What do you think I should do to help you remember?” I asked. “Go to your room and no more television today!”
In tears she sulked down the hall to her room to begin her day of puni...