1, 2, 3

I told Sissy it was nap time and she started throwing a fit (common occurence).   I told her she had 5 seconds to get to her room "5, 4, 3, 2, 1."  She ran to her room and Bubby ran in behind her. I go in there and he is standing there holding up his finger to her counting "1, 2." 

I started laughing and Sissy was trying not to laugh because she had to hold up her "I don't want to nap" stance.