Spencer was throwing his food so he got sent to the time-out chair, around the corner from the kitchen where we eat. A few minutes later we look and see that his sensitive sister (and fellow frequent visitor to the time-out chair) had gathered lots of blankies for him and even snuck him some contraband snacks (see the empty little snack cup in his hand). He didn't come back for dinner even when he was allowed. 
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