He's been through braces (the most expensive metal on earth), kissing (do they have to use their lips?

), teen "logic" ("I asked if I could go out with Lindsey and you said no, so I went out with Courtney"), and, of course, dating, which leads to the 8 Simple Rules. Wonderful oneliners as "In my opinion a daughter's underwear has the same purpose as the police: to preserve and protect" And about underwear...

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Fathers may suspect it's not easy for their daughters to become women, but those same daughters have no idea how hard it is for fathers to stand by and watch. Bruce Cameron, "Having a child mutate into a teenager is a bit like being an airline passenger who must suddenly take over for a stricken pilot and land the plane.

And in this case, the passengers are all yelling, 'I hate you! ' and slamming the door to the cockpit." Cameron has two daughters, so he is doubly aware that raising teenage girls is well, impossible.

“He wants a glass of wine,” she says, gesturing toward her boyfriend. ” I consider: The boy’s nineteen, he’s not going to be driving that evening, it’s a special occasion and we’re talking a few sips of chardonnay. But to my surprise he hesitates, then fills his glass with water. I should probably mention here that my husband is an extraordinarily sweet guy. He treats me so well that some of my friends have forbidden me from ever complaining about him.

And he has never said a cross word to our daughter’s boyfriend.

“Our friends are scared of you, dad.” My daughters told me that when I fetched them from school one day. This pertains to how you treat other people and yourself. If you can’t control your time, I will doubt that you can control yourself.

I had commented that their friends would become quiet when I approached. I am not your buddy, and adults like me deserve to be treated with honor and respect simply on the basis of our age and experience. Say “good morning, sir” and other appropriate greetings.

When my daughter’s mom got pregnant with our child, I let the jokes fly. Just as picturing my parents having sex is awkward, weird and probably gross, so is imagining your own child doing … You and I just have to come to terms with it, that teens are going to be teens, and all you can do is hope for the best outcome.

The jokes about when your daughter comes of age, where she’s starting to turn some heads and the boys start prowling around. And we cannot do that by doing things that can jeopardize good judgment. I don’t want to hurt her heart, or give my name a bad rep by trying to scare what is potentially her future husband.

It’s about an hour before prom, and a group has gathered at our house, the girls in jewel-toned evening gowns, the boys in suits and tuxes—and the parents in old jeans and sweatshirts.

I go inside to grab some food from the platters we’ve put out, and my daughter sidles up to me, breathtakingly gorgeous in a form-fitting long blue dress. He’s scared of Dad.” Her boyfriend cheerfully agrees that, yes, he’s scared of her father. He literally appeared on CNN a few weeks ago to talk about how much he loves our gay son.

I behave differently—especially when it comes to boys who want to date my daughters. A very protective, almost primal attitude sets in, and I shift into warrior mode. I feel my lips wanting to curl back exposing my teeth as I set out to rip flesh off bones.