Family Stories Pt 2

FAMILY STORIES 

PART 2

I can and will tell you about every hug, and every ass-kicking, because they were fairly balanced in their dispensing. I need to be clear about this part...I am going to tell the truth as I remember it. That's the part to remember.  There may be some dispute at times from others about facts....but I can only tell my story as I remember it.

More about Mom....

There are a million stories that I love to tell about my mother.  She was an amazing woman, an awesome mom, even with her flaws, and a great friend.  But mom didn't take any shit from us kids either.  Mom was cool as can be when it came to punishments.  Like, she would ground your ass for a month, and that would be that. And mom was from a little town called WhoopAKidsAss, and MAN could she get homesick!  When I say she was cool about punishments, I mean COOL. Like, "WAIT! I can explain!!" and mom would let you explain, and fully plead your case.  She would hear you out all the way, like nodding and acknowledging every word.  Then she would simply ask "Are you done? Is that everything?", and when you said "yes", she would say "Ok, thank you for clearing that up"..

.......and then she would beat your ass ANYWAY! lol...

Never once, did I ever hear mom apologize for an ass-whooping. Not even when she found out she was wrong.  She would look at you and say "You know that thing you did that I didn't catch you at? Well then, that spanking was for THAT".  She had a couple of tools for discipline.  A belt was always handy, and there was always one hanging around.  One Christmas, we got these huge paddles with balls attached to them. You know the ones i'm talking about.  The balls were lost within the first couple of weeks.  Those paddles, though? They stayed around for YEARS! We would try to hide them, and mom would figure out they were missing and she'd get that ass until we confessed to where they were, and then she'd get them, and we would catch it for hiding them.  Another tool, was mom's "pivot-foot".  Like, she would hold on to your arm or wrist with one hand and spank you with the other, but one leg would be off the ground, so that as you tried to run from the paddle/belt she had a hold of you and you would just run in a circle. With that leg off of the ground, she would just spin in a circle and keep right on spanking.  I remember when i got to be about 13-14 and going through puberty, I got in trouble for something or another, and mom took me back in my room, paddle in hand, and said "Drop your drawers".  Well sir, I looked at my mom and said "I'm getting a bit too old for you to be seeing me without my pants on.  You can spank me all day, but my pants are staying up".  Mom looked at me a second and said, "Ya know what? You're right"......and she spanked me all day long, but my pants stayed up hahahaha....

Look, I want to be clear about something.  We grew up in a time where kids learned to be respectful, and parents weren't afraid to beat your ass if you got out of line.  Maybe we obeyed out of fear of an ass-whooping, but the important thing was, we obeyed, and frankly, my mother has ALWAYS been my best friends BECAUSE she raised us with discipline.  More importantly, I deserved each and every spanking I ever received, and even some I never got!!!  I'll explain in some other post, and when I do, I'll tell the story about how I only once, heard my mom, the most saintly, praying and G-d obeying woman I ever knew, use the "F" word, and how I am the one who made her do it lol......

Thanks Mom, for being such a wonderful mom and friend.

I love you


TO BE CONTINUED