I and my two brothers were not too challenging as kids as we had to work our butts of tending the gardens, other yardwork, picking wild fruit (blackberries and crab apples, etc.).
But Mom kept a wood slat under the kitchen sink that was rarely used because our Dad was a long distance truck driver who would only be home for maybe 24 hours before he'd have to do a turnaround and the last thing he wanted to deal with was dealing with me and my brothers, he just wanted to sleep.
So Mom's ultimate threat to us if we fucked up was "Just wait till your Dad gets home".
So sometimes we had a couple of days to contemplate that and then Dad would hear the offense and line us up and "whack". Needless to say, it didn't happen very often as he had Popeye arms and a mean swing
But Mom kept a wood slat under the kitchen sink that was rarely used because our Dad was a long distance truck driver who would only be home for maybe 24 hours before he'd have to do a turnaround and the last thing he wanted to deal with was dealing with me and my brothers, he just wanted to sleep.
So Mom's ultimate threat to us if we fucked up was "Just wait till your Dad gets home".
So sometimes we had a couple of days to contemplate that and then Dad would hear the offense and line us up and "whack". Needless to say, it didn't happen very often as he had Popeye arms and a mean swing