My sister and I did not act badly in public, because if we did, my father would have turned us over his knee and popped our little asses for us.
I remember him doing this once, because we were fighting. He did not hurt us. A smack with the hand on someone's well-padded ass is not going to do anything but sting a little. But it was the embarassment that kept us both from ever doing it again.
I can't imagine hitting our parents, or calling them a name. I'd still be standing around in my room because my ass stung. My parents turned out kids that loved and respected them. I might have been pissed at my folks at times, but I never felt they didn't love me more than life itself.
People who don't teach their children decent behavior are doing them a great, great disservice.
I saw a young mom in a department store with a two year old. Kid was having a meltdown. To her credit, she ignored him as he flailed around on the floor screaming. Unfortunately, the kid escalated it when he realized mom was made of stone, and started screaming "shit! shit! shit!" at the top of his lungs. At that point, his mother quickly removed him from the store.
Mine's not even a year old, and I know my turn is coming. Hope I have the wisdom and grace to deal with it the right way.
I remember him doing this once, because we were fighting. He did not hurt us. A smack with the hand on someone's well-padded ass is not going to do anything but sting a little. But it was the embarassment that kept us both from ever doing it again.
I can't imagine hitting our parents, or calling them a name. I'd still be standing around in my room because my ass stung. My parents turned out kids that loved and respected them. I might have been pissed at my folks at times, but I never felt they didn't love me more than life itself.
People who don't teach their children decent behavior are doing them a great, great disservice.
I saw a young mom in a department store with a two year old. Kid was having a meltdown. To her credit, she ignored him as he flailed around on the floor screaming. Unfortunately, the kid escalated it when he realized mom was made of stone, and started screaming "shit! shit! shit!" at the top of his lungs. At that point, his mother quickly removed him from the store.
Mine's not even a year old, and I know my turn is coming. Hope I have the wisdom and grace to deal with it the right way.
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