“The consequences of acting up were not going out any more.”
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As a child, my consequences were a little more, ahem, ...direct.
Theirs were, too, when I knew I wouldn’t get turned in for child abuse.
I remember being about 13 and my family was traveling. We stopped at a restaurant for dinner and I would not settle down. My mom warned me and I did know better, (she didn’t make idle threats) and I didn’t stop.
She reached over and gave me a backhand slap across the the mouth.
I was so embarrassed and mortified that I swore at that moment to never behave in public in a way to deserve a punishment like that again. Sadly, I did act up a a few family get togethers, but not anywhere else in public.
I’ve come a long way.......