The only time I remember being grounded as a child was on the night that daylight savings time ended. I recall that I was in my late teens, and I had gone out with my older, later-to-be first husband. We went to a party at a local private (polish or bocce) club. I stayed out way too late.
When I go home, one of my older brothers was awake. Someone commented on the time, perhaps 2am. I quickly referred to 1 hour earlier, as if that would make it okay. He then said that I was too late. My Mom agreed, and implemented some punishment. I recall that she grounded me, but I don't recall any of the details. It did not have any impact on me, except that I do remember it about 30 years later.
Currently, I have such difficulty punishing my Son because I want it to have real impact, other than a vague memory in some distant time. Although, might there be some value to that memory?
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