I remember getting spanked ONE time at about age 6. My parents had company and my dad told me to do something and I told him no. My dad swatted me on the rear, and I turned around and said, in my best smart-alecky tone, “Ha Ha. Didn’t hurt.” He promptly picked me up, took me in my room and spanked me soundly. I never needed to be spanked again, all it took was a “look” from my dad. I can still remember it vividly to this day.
Thinking back, my mom and dad spent alot of time “talking” to me about what I had done wrong and why it was wrong, then they made ME decide my punishment. The guilt alone probably made me decide on a stiffer punishment than they would have dished out. I would have rather had a whack than for my mom and/or dad to look at me with disapointment in their eyes and tell me that we need to have a talk.
As a parent, I did spank, but I decided that it would only be if I felt the actions would be harmful to the children, and it was more of a pat that hurt their feelings, not their rearend. I wanted them to associate harmful things with unpleasantness. EX: If they ran out in the street, or the time when Justin was trying to put pennies in the electrical outlet, etc. Other than that, we used time out, or restrictions from certain toys and/or playtime because I didn’t want my children to learn that hitting was a way to resolve conflict.
One time, though, I did spank Justin for an action that wouldn’t have harmed him. He was about 5 or 6 years old and we were at Target and he wanted a toy. I told him he hadn’t completed all of his chores on his chore chart, so he wasn’t going to be rewarded. Begging & pleading went on throughout the store as I was trying to quickly pick up some things. After I checked out (without a toy for Justin) we were in the parking lot, he was sitting in the cart and I was putting things in my trunk. When I turned my back, he picked up a bag and threw it on the ground and something broke. I calmly put the rest of the bags in the trunk, pushed him in the cart back up the store, took him out and took him directly to the restroom and spanked him. He doesn’t remember that, but I’ll never forget it...I think because I went back on my word to myself.