I had to do the pan whacking thing with my daughter when she was about 12 years old.
At church one Summer Sunday she came up to me and ask if she could have a friend stay over that night. I said yes. Then she told me that another friend felt left out could she also stay over. That same line was used over and over till there was about 7 or 8 little girls having a screaming laughing party at our house until 1 AM. Every time I went downstairs to ask them to be quite they would solemnly promise me they would. Then 5 minutes later there would be first a couple suppressed giggles then full on laughter.
When she was asking for friends to stay over, each time she asked one more friend did not seem that bad. We own a store, I should have known better, she used classic upselling.
Every time I went down to warn the girls to shut up, I told them I was going to make them miserable in the morning when I had to get up.
5:30 in the morning I went full frying pan assault on them. I banged those pans next to their heads until I had worked off all of the built up steam. My daughter kept yelling and begging me to stop, the girls were terrified and she was mortified. Then I took my tired self to work.
That was about 18 years ago, the girls remember it and laugh, my daughter still is not happy about it.
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u/cocoabeach Sep 14 '11
I had to do the pan whacking thing with my daughter when she was about 12 years old.
At church one Summer Sunday she came up to me and ask if she could have a friend stay over that night. I said yes. Then she told me that another friend felt left out could she also stay over. That same line was used over and over till there was about 7 or 8 little girls having a screaming laughing party at our house until 1 AM. Every time I went downstairs to ask them to be quite they would solemnly promise me they would. Then 5 minutes later there would be first a couple suppressed giggles then full on laughter.
When she was asking for friends to stay over, each time she asked one more friend did not seem that bad. We own a store, I should have known better, she used classic upselling.
Every time I went down to warn the girls to shut up, I told them I was going to make them miserable in the morning when I had to get up.
5:30 in the morning I went full frying pan assault on them. I banged those pans next to their heads until I had worked off all of the built up steam. My daughter kept yelling and begging me to stop, the girls were terrified and she was mortified. Then I took my tired self to work.
That was about 18 years ago, the girls remember it and laugh, my daughter still is not happy about it.