My babygirl is the daughter I was afraid of having, when I was busy having sons. That's both a fearful thing, and a blessing.
Her mother and I had often joked about the "rules for dating my daughter". (Quick aside: John Ritter was her cousin. EastTex connections, yanno!)
Anyhoo, through no particular planning on our part, when babygirl's first real, official date came to the door, the three of us (me, wife, babygirl) had guns in our hands, and there were a couple of rifles on the kitchen table being cleaned. We'd just been to the range. Quite apropo!
I didn't feel moved to elaborated about curfews, shovels, or my big back yard.
Kevin