When one child is put in time out, the other plops down next to him/her in a show of solidarity. Toys are often snuck over to the prisoner on the sly.
And now they BOTH count at me when they're mad.
Payne is all "Mommy, you have 'till free to let me roll down my window."
G just furrows her brow, does this with her hand:
And yells "Uuuuuhn. Doooooo. Uuuuuuhn! DOOOOO!".