The end is near....

When I was little and I did something stupid, which unfortunately is often, my mother would "biff" me. What this is is she took the palm of her hand and bopped me in the forehead while saying "biff". Now I always resented it b/c at the time I never felt that what I did was stupid (looking back I realized she really should have biffed me harder). A couple days ago my son was trying to stand on a pile of haphazardly piled books. Of course the result of this was him falling and hitting his elbow. So he comes up to me looking for comfort and before I could stop myself I biffed him. He just looked at me and stopped crying, I swear he then realized what he did wasn't smart, and picked up the books and put them away. With children of my own I now realize exactly how enlightening a biff could be. And do you know what mom did when I told her of the incident? She biffed me.