Foo - Teenagers!!

I live with one.

So, I come home from work. An extra boy and girl are on my porch - hanging out. That's a no no. Especially boys. Extra no no. I let it slide. Then we had to feed them. OK, fine. Two extra kids. No problem. THEN! At dark-thirty, a car pulls up and three more boys get dropped off and then said car leaves. My wife and I give the big WTF look to each other. We call in the teen daughter.

"Who?"
"What?"
"Where?"

The only response was a huge C.F. of excuses and non-truths. So, I put on my big girl panties and tell her to call the ring leader in the house.

"Did my daughter say it was OK for you to come over?"
"Yes sir."
"Well I'm sorry but I did not. She's my girl and I am going to do what it takes to protect her. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Next time she wants you to come over ask her if she has passed it through me. Do you understand that?"
"Yes sir."
"Who brought you here?"
"My mom."
"When is she coming back."
"Right now."
"Good."

My daughter was totally embarrassed. But, like I told her, it wouldn't have happened if the rules were followed.

Remember that Hickeydog. Don't F with a man when his daughter's at stake. :notamused:

Teen years....aaaaaagggghhhh!

good advice, it'd be even stranger yet if there was a 20 or 30yr old in the mix :innocent:

"Who brought you here?"
"My mom."
"When is she coming back."
"Right now."Good ****in' answer, kid! You're a relatively smart one.

I survived the(My Sons) teenage years. 16 and 18 were the worst.
Very tuff communicating with someone who knows more than I do, though :lol:
Thank you for not becoming another 'Cool Dad'.....if you know
what I mean. Cool is not for parents. Parenting is for parents
:beer:

You better hire someone to follow her around 24-7 now. Now that she's learned she's not allowed the company of boys in the safety and supervision of her own home, she'll have to meet up with them elsewhere, likely where no one is keeping an eye on them.

You better hire someone to follow her around 24-7 now. Now that she's learned she's not allowed the company of boys in the safety and supervision of her own home, she'll have to meet up with them elsewhere, likely where no one is keeping an eye on them.


What pacific said. My daughter is 19, and in her early teen years, they hung out here. Small house: I could keep an ear into all the conversations and talk. (Big rule: doors stay open!) I knew her friends, knew their parents because we would chat when they would come and drop them off and pick them up. Those of us that opened our houses for 'hang out' - I knew what kind of parents they were, and we all watched over all of our (teenage) children for each other, boy or girl. Yes, we fed them, so we had the comfort to know they were safe, fed, and watched over. Even teenagers! Maybe especially teenagers...:thumb:

What pacific said. My daughter is 19, and in her early teen years, they hung out here. Small house: I could keep an ear into all the conversations and talk. (Big rule: doors stay open!) I knew her friends, knew their parents because we would chat when they would come and drop them off and pick them up. Those of us that opened our houses for 'hang out' - I knew what kind of parents they were, and we all watched over all of our (teenage) children for each other, boy or girl. Yes, we fed them, so we had the comfort to know they were safe, fed, and watched over. Even teenagers! Maybe especially teenagers...:thumb:

Well, I agree with what you're saying. Might not match what Sub was saying though.

I had a couple select girls that I hung out with as a teenager. Their parents knew me, mine knew them. They had no prob with any of us hanging out at each others house WHENEVER. Totally cool situation.

BUT, if I were to invite a few bros over that they didn't know... **** would hit the fan. You gotta draw the line somewhere.

Now I've got a 7 year old girl. I loath the day I have to rant like Sub. It will come though. I just know it. :twitchy:

Thank God I was an easy teenager and had no friends.

Thank God I was an easy teenager and had no friends.

Pretty much.

At around 12 I am going to shove my sons into a barrel. I will feed them through the bungle hole of the barrel until their 18th birthday, at which time I will drive the bung into the barrell. If my wife and I have done a good job of raising them, they should be able to get out.

At least that is MY plan.

My wife has not told me what the real plan is yet for dealing with the teen age years.

At least with my kids, my son, older by 2 years was waaaayy more innocent than some of my daughter's girlfriends. Luckily I bless the Nintendo of the time that kept my son and his friends oblivious to the come-ons from one particular young vixenish girl! :lol:

I was far from the perfect parent navigating those teenage years, but my son, now 21, told me recently that it took him months and months to stop feeling guilty drinking with his friends, even though he was 'legal'... :roflmao2: SCORE!!

The Earth is degenerating today. Bribery and corruption abound. Children no longer obey their parents, every man wants to write a book, and it is evident that the end of the world is fast approaching.

Assyrian tablet, c. 2800 BC

Well, our rule is: If you want friends over, tell us first. We will then decide who and when - if at all. But a boys and girls mix will be one to one and it will be supervised totally. We will also decide how long they stay.

I'm all for electronic surveilance, wiretapping, record keeping, gps logs, covert video cameras, internet chat sniffing.... and if everything fails, the last line of defence shall be that injection thingy that prevents pregnancies for 5 years.

The Earth is degenerating today. Bribery and corruption abound. Children no longer obey their parents, every man wants to write a book, and it is evident that the end of the world is fast approaching.

Assyrian tablet, c. 2800 BC

Love that quote!

I'm all for electronic surveilance, wiretapping, record keeping, gps logs, covert video cameras, internet chat sniffing.... and if everything fails, the last line of defence shall be that injection thingy that prevents pregnancies for 5 years.

Get them the HPV vaccination early, too. It's truly one of the best things you could do for your girls. HPV and it's cancerous outcomes far outlast any boyfriend or possible pregnancy.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

True story:
Last year I came home and one of her "boy friends" was there. They were making a pizza. I came into the kitchen, said "hello," kissed my wife, then walked out and said, "honey if you need me I'll be in the bedroom cleaning my gun."

My daughter said he never wanted to come back. she told us this last night after our long talk.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

I have two boys, but I will definitely do this if any dudes come to pick either on up for a date.:innocent:

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

This reminds me of a time when i took a girl out for the first time back in High school. I went to pick her up at her home. Unbeknownst to me, her folks were getting divorced and her Dad was moving out. I had to wait in the living for the girl to get ready(surprise, surprise). Dad was packing his hunting gear and taking it out to his vehicle. He made a point of walking past the living room with his many rifles. When said girl was finally ready, her Dad asked me "What time will you have my daughter home?" My response was "Whenever you want me to, sir!"

This thread makes me glad I only have sons and that they are 3 and 5 years old.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

Actually, my buddy and I were at his house cleaning our guns (we both had out two Ruger 10/22s; he a Sig 226 and me a 1911A1) after we had spent the morning punching little round holes in paper that morning when his Sis-In-Law's BF shows up. She was 16, he was 19 and a real piece of work. Comes in thinking he owns the house. My friend did not like him. So he's in the kitchen rummaging around the fridge grabs a soda out and walks into the living room where we are.

My buddy: "So you guys going out?"

BF: "Uh, yeah. What are those?"

Me: "What do you think they are?"

BF: "Guns."

Me: "Well, that's what they are."

BF: "Tell _____ I'll wait in the car."

Me: "No problem. Be sure to put the soda back in the fridge where you got it and ASK next time."

My buddy looks at me and starts laughing his rear off. His wife thought it was pretty funny, too.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

Which gun? I got about 20 guns.:innocent:

All of them.

see, this is why I have no kids.

well, that and they cut into the bike funds.

The Earth is degenerating today. Bribery and corruption abound. Children no longer obey their parents, every man wants to write a book, and it is evident that the end of the world is fast approaching.

Assyrian tablet, c. 2800 BC

Looks like we're safe from the self-created apocalypse after all. I mean, if it hasn't happened in 2800 BC...

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

Great tune.

Which gun? I got about 20 guns.:innocent:

i grew up in civilization, therefore i have none. :innocent:

i grew up in civilization, therefore i have none. :innocent:

I grew up in civilization as well. I decided I would like to have some skills to put food on the table, they include hunting and fishing. You got an issue with that?

I wouldnt know what to do if we had a daughter...I imagine I would die early from stress related illness...

the first time I hung out late with my first real girlfriend (I was 15, she was 16) her dad came out the front door as I brought her home and he read me the riot act - loudly. I'd never met her parents yet and this was my introduction. Yow! I should add I was a long-haired hippie freak commie pinko dude; probably not what he wanted to see schlepping up his driveway at midnight.

I was surprised....but I was head over heels with this girl so no way was I gonna run away. The next day I went over early and marched my long haired pinko ass right up to him and apologized and told him how much I cared about his daughter, blah blah and It wouldn't happen again. His eyes bugged out of his head. I don't think he ever expected to see me again....maybe was also surprised that I'd be able to put together complete sentences looking the way I did (He was your typical str8 dad of the era - WWII vet, semi-pro ball player, a man's man, if you will. I think he wore old spice.)

anyhoo, we not only got along, but he became the dad I never really had. I loved that man so much. He died a few years later from cancer (he was only 59) and it was probably almost as horrible for me as it was for my GF.

I think his actions didn't scare me because I really cared about his daughter, but for someone like me who did not have a whole lot of parental involvement in my life, his 'tough love', cliched as it may sound, really had an impact on me. His obvious love of his child and involvement in her life was a wake up call to me. I should add, as I got to know them I was impressed that old-fashioned as they were. her parents trusted my gf and gave her a lot of room to breathe once they had parameters established.

Point being - yes, be involved in your daughter's affairs, but keep in mind some bfs might be 'okay'.

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

My dad used to do that, too. When the guys would ask me about it, I'd say, "Oh, don't even worry about it. He's always cleaning some gun." (It's true.) Then, "I hate it when he does that because it stinks up the house." (Also true.)

...Maybe that's why I didn't get so many dates in high school. :rolleyes:

i grew up in civilization, therefore i have none. :innocent:

There is both truth and non-truth in that statement. I grew up in a rural area where guns were commonplace. It was simply a fact of life. When hunting is both sport and a means of stocking the freezer for winter, it makes sense. I am grateful for the game that was brought home with guns, as I got to eat lean, unprocessed, humanely "raised" in the wild, no-steroid or antibiotic meat for much of my young life.

Guns were also a means of protection in a place where the "local" police had a 100 mile radius to patrol with one squad car on duty.

I also was trained in gun safety and shooting skills. I am grateful for lessons, too, because I see how irrationally people with no training can behave.

Do I have a gun? No. I don't feel it's necessary in the city where I live. I don't hunt now, and the police are minutes away with a simple phone call. In my situation, a gun offers more of a hazard and liability than anything else. ...And my gun-totin' daddy agrees with my judgement on that one.

End rant. Back to intimidating teenage boys.

My first girlfriend's dad and I got along great right from the beginning. I don't know why, but he just seemed to trust me right away. In fact, I probably got along better with him than her. :lol:

Second girlfriend's father had died a year before, and her mother had never allowed her to date anyone until me. I don't know why these people trusted me so much, but I tried not to do anything to betray that trust. In the end, I think the parents liked me more than the girls :rolleyes:

I survived the(My Sons) teenage years. 16 and 18 were the worst.
Very tuff communicating with someone who knows more than I do, though :lol:
Thank you for not becoming another 'Cool Dad'.....if you know
what I mean. Cool is not for parents. Parenting is for parents
:beer:

I was what most consider a "cool dad" (although I in no way consider myself "cool") Both my daughters followed the rules and they both turned out just fine :thumb: Never a MAJOR problem, EVER :)

My tip: do what the father of a date did to me back in high school. Have her bring the dude in to meet you.

When the introduction is made, make sure to find yourself cleaning a gun.

:lol: I did that to EVERY kid my daughters bought home! :lol: but I would have a bullet with their name on it! literally! I would write the kids name on one of the bullets and show it to him! We would all get a big laugh out of it, but I would always stop laughing sooner than the kid and put on "The face" (Thats what my daughters called it!)

My daughters are adults now but when they were teens I would get out my gun when their friends came over. I would casually pull out my gun and start shooting at their feet...."dance, dance" I would scream at them. The kids would start hopping up and down to avoid the bullets and usually I wouldn't see them anymore.

I did this to show my daughters that I cared about them.

My daughters are adults now but when they were teens I would get out my gun when their friends came over. I would casually pull out my gun and start shooting at their feet...."dance, dance" I would scream at them. The kids would start hopping up and down to avoid the bullets and usually I wouldn't see them anymore.

I did this to show my daughters that I cared about them.Just as a note: This method works less well with buckshot.

Remember that Hickeydog. Don't F with a man when his daughter's at stake. :notamused:

Like I would mess with a girl? EWWWWW They have cooties.

Okay, just kidding. But right now, I am totally uninterested with women and I don't have raging parties at my house. Whenever I go out with friends, I always run it by my parents. My weekends are spend playing video games, helping out around the hose, and riding my bike. Same on the weekdays, except there is the addition of college.

Like I would mess with a girl? EWWWWW They have cooties.

Okay, just kidding. But right now, I am totally uninterested with women and I don't have raging parties at my house. Whenever I go out with friends, I always run it by my parents. My weekends are spend playing video games, helping out around the hose, and riding my bike. Same on the weekdays, except there is the addition of college.

white and nerdy much? :p

it's ok, I'm pretty much the same :D

white and nerdy much? :p

it's ok, I'm pretty much the same :D

yeah, pretty much sums me up.

My first girlfriend's dad and I got along great right from the beginning. I don't know why, but he just seemed to trust me right away. In fact, I probably got along better with him than her. :lol:

me too. It got to where I'd be over there almost every day, but I'd make the rounds - I'd spend about 45 mins with the dog (they kept him outside, so I'd take him for walkies) before even getting inside. Then about 15-20 mins saying hi to the mom, another 45 mins chatting with her dad who was usually watching & listening to three different sports events simultaneously, but would put it all down to talk with me. He was a really special, very kind man. I was lucky to know him.

It probably sounds kinda weird, but when you're that young, it's almost like a surrogate family, which I was certainly glad to have. My gf was an only child, and I feel he always wanted a son, so I'm confident it might well have been a mutual affection.:)

my girlfriends' parents seem to be cool with me. i actually make an effort to talk with them so they know a bit more about me :). i don't really think they have a reason to fear me, and i don't fear them.

I grew up in civilization as well. I decided I would like to have some skills to put food on the table, they include hunting and fishing. You got an issue with that?

lighten up francis.

Besides having two of the most beautiful daughters on earth I also raised 2 step sons and took care of two of my ex's nephews when their mom went completely buggy...

I taught these boys that when it came to the girls they had to ask their permission to give them a hug as to respect their space and if these girls were ever in a place of danger that they had better be ready to lay their asses on the line for them should I not be around.

They took this to heart and live this every day and I am very impressed at the respect they show the girls and the women in their life... they are very protective.

I feel sorry for the boys that will eventually come calling as they won't just have to deal with dad but with a big brother who stands six foot two and an older cousin who I know would take a bullet for them. We have been his family for such a long time and am sure he almost sees the girls as siblings rather than cousins.

Thankfully...I have a few years of grace and time to teach my daughters about how evil boys are.

Thankfully...I have a few years of grace and time to teach my daughters about how evil boys are.

Some of the best advice I ever received was from my older sister, who advised me to get my daughter involved in sports or other team activities in high school. My daughter was in the choir and also ran cross country and track. This gave her an immediate group to hang out with at school, and her accomplishments gave her self esteem so that she didn't "need" a boyfriend in order to feel good about herself.

Neither her dad nor I have guns but we are both black belts in Tae Kwon Do, and he made a point of practicing with nunchuks when her first date came to pick her up. Needless to say, she was back before curfew.

RULES FOR DATING MY DAUGHTER


Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk, you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure as heck not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them for you right here-and-now.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their pants so loosely that they appear to be falling off the hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but those who do this are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so here's the deal: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to assure you that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric staple gun and fasten your pants securely in place around your waist.

Rule Four:
The following places are NOT appropriate for a date with my daughter:
(a) Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool or bench.
(b) Places where there are no parents, police officers, or nuns within eyesight.
(c) Places where there is darkness, or near-darkness.
(d) Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness.
(e) Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her neck.
(f) Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chainsaws are O.K. Hockey games are O.K. (see "e").

Rule Five:
In order for us to get to know each other, you may think we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The ONLY information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house. The key word I need to hear on this issue is your definition of the word "early."

Rule Six:
I have no doubt that you are a popular guy, with many opportunities to date many girls. This is fine with me as long as it is O.K. with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you and she tells you so. If you make her cry, I will make YOU cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for something, YOU SHOULD NOT BE DATING. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Space Needle. Instead of just standing there, you could offer to do something useful, like changing the oil in my car.

And Last but not least:

Rule Eight:
I am sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without using a "barrier method" of some sort can kill you. Let me elaborate. I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

cbad - The girl's easy going dad has a black belt in Karate, has worked with violent offenders, and even gigged as a bouncer.

I will just tell the boys that I know where they live.

I like rule 8.

Rule eight belongs on the Chuck Norris website