Don't throw me in dat dere Briar Patch!

Today she directly disobeyed me by doing exactly the opposite of what I had told her to do. She knows that we will first give her an opportunity to fix the problem, and then we will put her in her crib until she agrees to acknowledge what she did and to fix the problem. I began the first step of the process, which triggered a tantrum, and then I started into the "you're going to have to go into your crib" part. She knew it was coming, and she headed me off at the pass:

"Can I go in my crib?"

It was like talking to Brer Rabbit.

I asked her to repeat herself, which she did, and then I told her she could not go into her crib. Instead, she had to go to the red chair and sit in it until she could tell me what she did and agree to fix it. She sat down in the chair and said, "Can Ellie look out the window?" No, you must sit there. What did you do wrong, Ellie? "I don't remember." I asked again. "No, I'm not going to tell you what I did wrong. I'm just going to sit and think about it."

It's getting harder and harder to keep a straight face when I discipline her.