When Hailey tells me how much she 'hates' certain implements, it seems to be a subliminal message, as to what implements actually teach her lessons. Reading between the lines, as a disciplinarian, is something one must do. In this case Hailey had mentioned how much she hated the wooden ruler. So, I read between those lines, making sure to use my Lexan ruler paddle, on this pretty girl. She smiled crookedly, because she saw what I did. She actually sticks out her lower-lip, pouting without even realizing it. To me, that fact that she doesn't even realize she is doing it, is as cute as hell. Lexan on a firm, round bottom is a special kind of visual.