Maybe My Parents Knew What They Were Doing

Remember when you were growing up and you said you’d never ever do to your own children the things your parents did to you?  Perhaps it was a vow you made to yourself in the midst of snot and tears as you slammed the door of your room so hard that it nearly shattered the windows?  Well, my sixteen-year-old self would probably punch me in the face for doing so, but here’s me admitting to you that I am swallowing my own words.  Yep, now that I’m a parent myself, I actually think my parents kinda had some pretty brilliant discipline ideas up their sleeves.

Most people know that teenage girls aren’t the easiest people to have living under the same roof as….well, anyone.  They’re moody, they’re dramatic, and they take the longest showers on the friggin’ planet.  This was ALWAYS a huge source of contention in my house.  Our water heater wasn’t the biggest, and two showers running at the same time would put the thing right over the edge.  Before you knew it, you were standing under a stream of ice cold H2O waiting for hypothermia to set in.

But given that I was a self-absorbed teenager who thought the world revolved around me and only me, I took my sweet old time with the shampooing and the shaving and the washing.  I truly thought nothing at all of taking a thirty minute shower.  This all changed, however, the day my dad decided to prove a point by completely shutting the entire water supply off right after I’d totally sudsed up my hair.  I was left standing there with soapy bubbles running straight into my eyes while my parents laughed their asses off outside the bathroom door.  But you can bet your booty that I sped up my bathing activities from that point forward!

I was also a big teenage fan of storming off to my bedroom and flinging my door shut as hard as was humanly possible.  My irrational adolescent reasoning told me that this forceful statement of door slamming would surely show my parents just how pissed off their “unjust” actions had made me.  Little did I know, though, that my dad had evidently been there, done that.  He clearly knew how much I valued the privacy of my own room, so he proceeded to remove the entire door from its rightful hinges.  And I soon learned just how hard it is to slam an invisible door.

So watch out, children o’ mine, cause I’ve got a personal book of go-to solutions to deal with your future behavior patterns.  I sure as hell didn’t give ’em any credibility at the time that they were dished out to me, but I totally see the value in them now.  Maybe my parents actually knew what they were doing after all….

 

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7 Responses to Maybe My Parents Knew What They Were Doing

  1. Portlandorusa says:

    Again, all I can say is “ditto & brilliant : )”

  2. fadderly says:

    yo! thank god my folks don’t follow me on the internets, cause i’d never hear the end of it. they already give me a hard time cause of how many kids abuse the cereal in my house. opening new boxes before old ones are finished. i’m talking the same flippin cereals, too! and my folks just sit back, laugh and say: “see? it all comes around.”

    stupid parents.

  3. fadderly says:

    btw…like the update to the site!!!

  4. Alison says:

    My parents didn’t have to employ those methods on me cause I was the goody-two-shoes of four girls. However, I used the same on my DD20. She’s now parenting her own DD16mo. It will be interesting to see if adolescent drama skips a generation or what.

  5. Leanne says:

    Oh! Taking the door off the hinges if they slam it! I LOVE that. And yes, I do have teens. Thanks! 🙂

  6. Val says:

    As a somewhat newbie to your blog I have to ask if you have teenage sons? Cause girls have nothing on the shower time of the boys and that’s what our friends have told us as well. I’ve given up cause I don’t know how to turn the water off without walking in.

    Lately I have been working on deep breathing and not commenting. It’s working but about to break. I know I was a piece of work for my parents and I see it in my ever beautiful daughter so I’m working on remembering that down the road she is going to look back and see the same. BUT, God help me, I’m going to hyperventilate from this deep breathing soon!

    • nuckingfutsmama says:

      I don’t have a teenage son yet, but I will. I have boy/girl twins who will be 9 in April. As for the water, my dad shut off the supply for the ENTIRE house! He wasn’t messing around! You’d just have to go to your main water valve (ours is in the basement) & shut her down. Might help to make your statement a little more loud & clear to your dudes. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you…. 🙂

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