My gut is telling me she is doing her best to keep you from making bigger mistakes in the future. I won't tell you all of the punishments I gave to my younger son who was picked up by police fifteen minutes past curfew (I was waiting for him to come home). He was taken to the station for a lecture, and I was called and told I had to pay money to bail him out. His punishments included those I mentioned already in my previous post. Oh, and he was 15.

***ADDED*** He finished high school with good grades, was accepted into and graduated from a Midwestern college, and has an excellent job working for the company that supplies french fries to McDonald's whose ketchup you squirted on a woman.