I hesitate to join this since it is a sensitive subject, but I will never forget driving my Mom to get the wooden spoon. She is the most patient gentle person in the world, but my brother and I learned not to push her to the limit, or our arses would be red from a couple smacks of the spoon. We knew damn well it was our own faults and we learned to listen to her. Sorry if it offends anyone else but a spanking doesn't offend me.