My son learned his lesson the first and only time he got creative with crayons and no coloring book.

 

What if she was having a bad hair/attitude day.
Maybe got over aggressive/disrespectful...

Would you straighten her out...er I mean help her comb her hair.
My daughter did the same but was sneaky.
I bragged how she never wrote on the walls, only to find she was in all the closets behind clothes. It was missed for some months so it was really out of control.

Hands did the crime...wooden spoon did the punishment to the hands.

 

Ah, the old wooden spoon! My son knows it well.

 

I would ask why did you do that?...answer, "I don't know."

Our wooden spoon had a name, "Mr. I don't know."

 

ROFL That is the truth! .

 

My Dad was a big man. Big Man= long belt. I remember once, I was laying on my bed, when I heard that awfull sound, the one your belt makes when your taking it off bypulling by the buckle. Scared the shi outa me.
I was wondering what I did! That is what you call the fear.
Luckily for me he was just taking it off.

 

I remember the last time I got a butt busting. My Dad was spanking me with the belt and I was still laughing. From that point on I was grounded instead. I found out really quick I made a big mistake because being grounded sucked!

 

The Fear...i remember it well.

He would say, "Go upstairs and take your clothes off, im going to whip you."
Sometimes he would, sometimes he would forget or go to sleep...you never knew. Every sound on the steps would bring out sweat...you just never knew.
Sometimes he would wait until I was asleep...those nights I didn't sleep too well.
I wanted to yell get up here and whip me and get it over but The Fear would not let me.

 

Ouch, I only got 1 whippin with no clothes on and that was because I thought I would be safe if I was taking a bath.........stupid me

 

So the hiding under the bubble bath trick proved ineffective.

 

Can't say since I only got 1 foot in the tub. Not only was my dad "the fastest belt in the west" he was a master at "creeping" (moving without being detected).
When I think about it now, I never had a chance

 

Here is the thing...
Those same whippers and abusers turned in to different people when it came to the Grandkids...

I used to copy their tactics and they would lecture me on cruelty.
When I told them they did the exact same to me....
They don't remember or deny.

 

The funniest thing though is when the kids (us too, since we were all kids) put their hands back there to block the belt. That hurts pretty bad.

 

Oh, they remember which is why they deny it


I, along with both or my hands find nothing funny about your post

 

They like to deny many things.........