I used to get SUPER pissed when it came to rules and regs of the house when I was your age. I couldn't date till I was 16. I couldn't wear stockings (that's what they called them BEFORE pantyhose arrived on the scene). I couldn't wear jeans to school, only dresses and skirts, my curfew was midnight on the weekends.

I'm going to tell you what MY father always told me back if I complained about any of it. It didn't make sense then. But believe me, he was right on the money.

"You may not understand NOW, why I do the things I do when it comes to you. But I can promise you, you WILL when you have children of your own."

I never met a more wise man when it came to that statement.