Daughters with boyfriends - wow, you've got my sympathy. I only have one daughter, and going through that once was enough. It got to the point where I no longer tried to keep track of their names; I just labeled them Toad 1, Toad 2... (as in, "You've got to kiss a lot of toads...")

I suppose that taking them into the woods with you occasionally is a pretty good way to keep them in line, especially if you remember to periodically let your eyes glaze over as you dig an oversized cathole and softly whistle "Dueling Banjos."

For what it's worth, my daughter did eventually find the prince, and they gave us two wonderful granddaughters (which just confirmed that, after all is said and done, his intentions were exactly what I thought they were all along.)