That's the sound I've been hearing in my mind for a while now. Beginning with my eldest daughter (10) developing a tendency to cry at every little thing. The sound actually started when all of the women in my family clued me in to WHY she was starting into this phase.

There was a moment of silence, the thought "Oh, crap!", then the theme song started.

As the occurrence of conversations that Daddy can't partake in is increasing..... the crescendo moves ever closer to the dramatic climax. I'm not prepared, yet! I haven't even started the obligatory gun collection and tattoos required to inspire suitors to conduct themselves appropriately! I'm evening working on my introduction!

Me: "You'll have her back by 10, correct?"
Suitor: "Yes sir."
Me: "Because, I don't mind going back to prison, young man!"

I always said that when my two daughters acheive that point in life that I was going to move out!

Looks like I better find that doghouse that I will, most certainly, be needing.