My dad's mantra was, "I brought you into this world, I can take you out". And, of course:
When you're 18, you can move out or pay rent.
When you're 18 you are moving out or paying rent.
When you're big enough to kick my ass, you can do what you want.
When you're paying for the food, you can eat what you want, until then eat everything on your plate.
If your mom slaps you, you take it, if you raise you arm to block it next time I'll slap you.
If you were stupid, I wouldn't care what grade you got, but your not so do better.
If you want to go to college, you better do good enough to get a scholarship because I sure don't have that kind of money.
The worst was when he'd look at me while grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it
in the next room he was so mad.
In all my years growing up, he never hit me except for spanking. But I never once felt
the threat wasn't real. I hear kids today yelling at their parents and cursing them out
in public. If I were to do that, I'm sure all of the above threats would have come to
My dad was similar. He helped with college but it wasn't a free ride. No grinding teeth just a look that I should know better than to do that again.
I have the same expectations of my kids that my parents did of me. If I don't teach them to be respectful, polite and honest who will?