LOL, my discipline was basically an appointment with a military school recruiter. They'd put them up for the weekend and invite them for dinner to tell us about the school. Funny thing is, my parents were drunkards and I ran everything. It was an idle threat...the house would have fallen apart without my sober ass.

As far as how I plan to discipline, they can do whatever. Life is about consequences and kids need to learn that concept. Touch the stove enough times when it's hot, you eventually know not to do that anymore...