The bad news is this bench has been getting way too much use lately. The good news is it's an antique. Which I take to mean that the whole time-out thing must be a tried-and-true disciplinary technique. Meaning it must work. Eventually. I also take comfort in the idea of there being naughty kids back in the olden days. Makes the naughtiness seem more like a kids-being-kids thing and not like something I'm doing wrong. Whatever makes you feel better, right?