Posted: 5/28/2005 5:06:39 PM EDT
| I have a liitle one and I dred the dating age. Where you the same way and how did you handle it? Do you remember the first "boy" to come to your house? I have a little ways to go but right now my buddy is catching hell... |
About the same here. My daughter is 14 - homeschooled up until this past year. I had a boy ask her out on a date while she was standing next to me. He had on a T-Shirt that read "No underwear" I looked at him and said "I don't think so....she's too young and doesn't date" Our rule is guys can come over and visit [so far its not an issue] but no dates until she is 16 then it will be a double date only until she's 17. Thankfully she's like me and a late bloomer. I wasn't really interested in boys until I was about 17 - 18. Patty |
| I have a little girl and I don't look forward to that time when the boys start coming around also. I think that the most important thing is that you teach them well and be a good role model for them. I think a lot of times girls hook up with the wrong boy is that throughout their lives they didn't have a good role model of what a good man is. But then again I could be talking out of my ass. |
Good rule. |
IIRC, thats what mormons do isnt it? |
Aren't you suppose to be saving yourself for my daughter? Patty
good rules i'll have to remember them. my daughter willbe 2 in in oct so i still have some time. she will also have big brother to help her. 
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 and I offer, semi humorously:
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You didn't draw down on him? 
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| If you raise your kids right you should trust them to make their own decisions if you trust them to drive a car. If you have raised them with good morals there won’t be any problems. If you have been a bad parent for a decade and a half nothing you can do will fix it when they are in their teens. I’m in college now, but in high school I found that the parents that trusted their kids received a lot more respect and openness from their kids. The parents that were overbearing and restrictive often had slutty daughters and ‘busy’ sons. |
No, I was shocked to say the least. First the guy is about 5 feet tall [my daughter is 6'1"] and second I was standing right next to her and third the t-shirt  WHAT WAS HE THINKING?? My daughter gets asked out all of the time but I have to hand it to her, she handles it well. I've told her she can blame it on me if she wants but she doesn't. She was asked out to the 8th grade grad dance by a boy and she said that she would be happy to meet him at the dance and dance with him but he should be for warned that her Dad would be there too [My husband is well known in these parts!] We'll see how far that goes!Patty |
Oh good I only have 7 more years then? Wait won't that be about when I start going into menopaus? Patty |
Yep. Exactly. |
and remember, some will listen and some won't, when their out of your watchful eyes, some will follow what you've taught them and some will develope the "when the cats away, the mice do play" attitude. |
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Mine will be locked in her room on her 10th birthday and will be released at 45hat |
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my daughter is 16. her boyfriend is a good kid. he likes the fact that I have alot of firearms. I have not shown them to him yet. I got to know this kid and I hired him to help out at the shop cleaning and stuff. I think this kids a keeper. I have alot of trust in my daughter. She is old enough to make her own decisions so I let her make up her choices........whithin reason. Gary |
NO boy...or man...is ever "good enough" for a daughter, but it IS one of life's mysteries just how some guy not good enough to shine your daughter's shoes can end up being the father of the world's greatest grandkids!  Remember that when the little bustards start buzzing around, because YOU (not you, of course, Patty!) were once part of that crowd. At some point, you just have to pray that you have done a good job, take a deep breath and let her go. They will make mistakes, (what? YOU never made any?) but hopefully not really bad ones. But damn, it IS tough! |
Easy, I just impressed upon them that if they hurt my girls I would hurt them. Not one of them has doubted my word. Husbands are included in that too. I did get a kick out of all the little "Eddie Haskells" around the house though. I haven't had my ass kissed that well since. "I'll mow that lawn for you Mr. Hopkins". "Need any help lifting that engine back into the frame Mr. Hopkins". "That sure is a nice looking bike Mr. Hopkins". 
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thats been my dream to go to a girls house to pick her up and have her dad sittin at the table cleaning a gun.... id be part of the family in a week. |
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When I used to date my friend (we're just friends now) whose father was a former Marine, he swore he would shoot me if he saw me climbing through her window again. [The neighbor reported me]. He's a really nice guy though. He knows I'm a good guy and don't mean to harm his daughter. Teaching your daughter right from wrong is the only way to keep jerks away from her. |
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There are three of us who are super close, we are like brothers. Pete has a daughter and is about 9ish and when she was born everyone was 'We are gonna feel so sorry for any boy that comes to try and date her.' She has 2 'Uncles' who are big and mean looking and will probably be there when she goes out on her first date. Complete with a stool and high powered light and 'Interrogate' her would be suitor (sp). And GunnyG, I love that Application, I should send it to my friends wife, she'll get a kick out of it. |
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The rules..... When I was in high school I used to be terrified of my girlfriend's father, who I believe suspected me of wanting to place my hands on his daughter's chest. He would open the door and immediately affect a good- naturedly murderous expression, holding out a handshake that, when gripped, felt like it could squeeze carbon into diamonds. Now, years later, it is my turn to be the dad. Remembering how unfairly persecuted I felt when I would pick up my dates, I do my best to make my daughter's suitors feel even worse. My motto: wilt them in the living room and they'll stay wilted all night. "So," I'll call out jovially. "I see you have your nose pierced. Is that because you're stupid, or did you merely want to APPEAR stupid?" As a dad, I have some basic rules, which I have carved into two stone tablets that I have on display in my living room. 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. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: 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 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 trousers securely in place around your waist. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I WILL kill you. Rule Five: In order for us to get to know each other, 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, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early." Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay 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. 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 the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process which can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. 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 throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chainsaws are okay. Hockey games are okay. My daughter claims it embarrasses her to come downstairs and find me attempting to get her date to recite these eight simple rules from memory. I'd be embarrassed too-- there are only eight of them, for crying out loud! And, for the record, I did NOT suggest to one of these cretins that I'd have these rules tattooed on his arm if he couldn't remember them. (I checked into it and the cost is prohibitive.) I merely told him that I thought writing the rules on his arm with a ball point might be inadequate--ink washes off--and that my wood burning set was probably a better alternative. One time, when my wife caught me having one of my daughter's would-be suitors practice pulling into the driveway, get out of the car, and go up to knock on the front door (he had violated rule number one, so I figured he needed to run through the drill a few dozen times) she asked me why I was being so hard on the boy. "Don't you remember being that age?" she challenged. Of course I remember. Why do you think I came up with the eight simple rules? |
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Hurricane Allie is almost 4...she already wants to date...fortunelately she wants to date Rob Thomas..... I have no fear....she gets pissy if Mom and I kiss, tells her mother to put on more clothes..aftert all my work to get her to wear less! SHe just came up to us and toldus she was practicing her knife class....she wantsto learn Kenjitsui from me..so do I fear boys....no..... except Rob Thomas... |
| My Brother-in-law is an avid hunter and has many deer, bear, coyote, etc. heads and skins on display in his den. The first time a boy came to his house to take out my niece, he took the kid into his den. He told him, “You see all of these dead animals in here? They didn’t even do anything to piss me off.” |
| Mine are 2 and 4. The four year old has been told that she can have a boyfriend at 25. She goes around telling everyone that when she turns 25 "My Daddy will let me have a boyfriend". At a birthday party yesterday she mentioned in several times in casual conversation. My Mother in law started laughing and said" You really have that 25 thing drilled in her head don't you?" So far its working. I figure if I can just delay her by a year or two it will help right?......The first date will be an absolute nightmare though..... |
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First I taught my daughters three important thing: 1. There is no such thing as a good boy. 2. If a boy says he loves you and he's trying to talk you into doing something you shouldn't, HE'S LYING! 3. The efficacy of a good swift kick to the nads. I have to meet the boys and have the opportunity to fill them with mortal dread. A few years ago my older daughter happened to bring her new boyfriend my right after I got home from the range. I'm sitting there with the AR, Mossy 590, and SA XD9 in front of me.  There was one boy she liked who was trying to get on my good side. However, I just didn't like him. One time I'd see him and be all buddy-buddy. The next time I saw him I'd act like I was totally ticked off at him. I just kept alternating the Jeckyll and Hyde thing until he was convinced I was psychotic and he went away. My younger daughter decided for herself that she didn't want to date until she is 16. Even then it is my duty to do my utmost to see that she doesn't have unchaperoned moments. |
It is pretty much exactly how Mormons are counseled to date. |
It never ends.... You have to marry them off and make it some other guy's problem. |