In my current position as legal guardian of my only child’s only child, I prefer to wear my Grammy hat as much as possible. However, since I can’t sugar her up and buy her battery-operated toys that make a lot of noise and then send her home for someone else to wind her down, I have to keep some disciplinary tactics in my child-rearing tool bag.
Though it’s not the method I use with the most frequency, my favorite tool is a periodic slow drive past a prison, jail, or other facility of incarceration. We have several fairly close to home and that includes the remains of an old, historic jail as well. Our slow drive past the facilities does not go without a discussion of the myriad of reasons that can get one a ticket to a room there. I suppose I watched too many episodes of Dragnet as I was growing up.
There comes a time, however, when the infraction deserves more than a drive past a facility. Sometimes a more ’hands-on’ experience is called for.
Though Goodnight committed no infractions to the Grammy Code and was a good sport about this photo, . . . Ye Old Jail Cell at Paul Bunyan Land near Brainerd, MN did include a toilet and a cot. 
