On that occasion:
My mom first cleaned up the bathroom; but not me.
Then she went to her bedroom and got two of my dad’s belts.
Then she took me downstairs to just inside of the front door and told me to wait there.
She came back with a dining room chair.
She took me and the chair to the front porch.
She used the two belts to tie me to the chair.
She took me, tied to the chair, to the end of the sidewalk leading from the front porch.
Before going in the house she told me she’d keep me there until the older kids got home from school and “they can get a good look at you”. I probably had something from everything in the medicine cabinet on my face and T-shirt.
I don’t remember being embarrassed. May I was too young.
The age is not remembered: OTC drugs and children. Finding a bar of Ex-Lax, this child consumed the entire bit, thinking it was chocolate. No punishment from parents. Inflicted entirely too much of my own. However, the lesson learned and the adventure was never repeated.