Hey, it works.

Isaiah was tired, but he was not in the mood for Mommy to tell him to take a nap. I put him in his bed, told him it was time to sleep, and left the room. He raged and screamed for two minutes or so and then started to calm down. When things were finally quiet, I waited a little longer to peek. About fifteen minutes after I had put him in bed, I cracked the door open to find him sleeping in the chair.

Hey, it works.