This made me laugh. Not that my parents used hot wheel track on us, but that we used it on each other. That orange track was the worst!

Now my mother liked to use her hard cork material sandals on us. Oh and the sandals had a nice metal buckle across the top. She could slip one off faster then you could say the word RUN! And boy did we run. Just when we thought we were safe by getting around the corner of the stairs.....WRONG! I swear she knew how to throw a sandal just like a boomerang and CRACK...right in the back of the head.

I tell you what tho....my parents raised 6 kids...none of us have been in any real trouble or jail. And all of us still get together every holiday. They did something right. RESPECT.