this is what I would be saying right now:
Started nap time two hours ago, and we're still trying to get around to sleeping. From the sounds coming out of Little P's bedroom, it would appear that I am torturing him. I pray the neighbors do not call CPS. In reality, all I am doing is reentering his room every few minutes to lay him back down into bed. No shouting. Few words. Not even a spanking. Just placing him back in bed.
There is no battle like a battle of will.
