My parents had the dog leash. My brothers got hit quite a bit, but I think I can count on one hand how many times I was. To be honest, I deserved it much more than I got it. Probably why I was so fvcked up as a teenager.
I raised VeggieFrog with the 3D rule...
When she was young...no matter what she did wrong (basic screw ups) we would talk about it, and she would get punished. Most kids are sent to their rooms... but in her room, she had a tv, stereo, video games and a library... so her punishment was that she was NOT allowed in her room...
The 3D rule... we will talk about any infraftions of the rules... but if she was
Disobedient
Disrespectful
Defiant
she would get her azz bubbled. My hand, her azz. I started that rule when she was a little girl and it holds true to this day... she is 20yrs old... and will as long as I am alive... she is a very respectful kid and she has gotten hit less than 5 times in her life... last time when she was 16yrs old.
We had just moved to NJ, and she was producing the HS play and wanted to go to to a party afterwards...NP.. she has never really had a curfew, as long as I knew where she was and could ring her cell... she did not have a pocketbook and left the cellphone in a jacket pocket and never heard it ring... well, I had been calling her cell every 15 minutes or so from midnight to 4:15AM.. FRANTIC... she walks in the door at 4:15AM, with a giant slurpee from 711 and when I was yelling at her, she looked at me, REAL sarcastic and said... I dont see what the big deal is and walked away from me...
...we were shampooing slupree out of her carpet for trhee days. and I scared the sh!t out of my b/f.