My boys jokingly refer to the parable of the talents in Matthew where it talks about a master being a hard man. They tease me about being the hard man reaping where I did not sow.
I am. They know I love them. I can live with my sons having this opinion of me.
When they're able to reason, rope and ride, shoot, clean their game, replace their engines, plant corn, build a barn, protect themselves and their loved ones, etc, they'll be glad their old man was resolute on these matters.