Quiet in the Naughty Chair

Okay, so we have a naughty chair in our house which usually gets used when Ben poops his pants (or his new favorite, when he pees his pants and says, don't worry mom, I'll just wipe it off). Anyway, Friday was one of those days where he was grating on my every last nerve and I had sent him and Maddie to play out on the porch so that I could feed Zach in some relative peace and quiet (mistake #1--let him out of my sight for an extended period of time when he hadn't yet pooped that day). So, shortly after, he comes in announcing that he has pooped in his underwear and should he go sit in the naughty chair? I rush him to the bathroom, he finishes his business (luckily he had really only skidded up a pair of beloved Thomas underwear). The whole time he is on the potty he is asking...should I go sit on the naughty chair? I responded several times, yes when you are done, you will have to go sit on the naughty chair (at this point you can probably visibly see my nerves fraying as Maddie is outside the door begging...no shrieking...to be let in and Zach is in his swing inconsolable because someone took his boob away). So we finish up and Ben (as chipper as ever) goes to sit in the naughty chair after selecting a book (he knows that it might be a long haul in the naughty chair, so we have amended the rules to allow him to have one book). Of course, he picks up the loudest, most annoying book in our collection which has a series of buttons you can push to make construction noises. So he is in the naughty chair asking over and over and over again "Mom should I push the blue button?" (As with any toddler, he couldn't spell, say or tell you what incessant means but he sure as heck could act out the definition). Finally, I said, "BEN...you need to be quiet in the naughty chair!!" To which he replied in a whisper "Mom should I push the blue button, mom should I push the blue button, mom should I push the blue button". At which point I realized how much I love the annoying little pants pooper!