I think we all remember being grounded at least once in our lives.

Or many times.

I never minded – I’d be ordered to my room and have to stay there…

But I had my books. Nothing better than being made to sit in my room and read.

It might have been more punishment to make me go out an socialize.

Crippling social fear can do that to a person.

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These days I’m the parent.

The one doing the grounding.

I’ve got it easier than my parents (only in this instance…in many ways my parents had it easier…).

Because I can send down the worst punishment of all with one keystroke.

Change the internet access password.

BOOM.

It’s the end of the earth as he knows it.

No online games.

No chatting with the girlfriend.

No netflix.

All.

Gone.

Punishment dealt.

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I do love a good password protected router.