Cliff and I were discussing parenting today, as we traveled here and there.
“You know,” I said, “it really isn’t necessary to spank kids to get them to behave.”
“I know,” he said.
We’ve both regretted spanking our two children when they were growing up.
Oh, don’t get me wrong: Kids need discipline.
But I’ve learned that discipline doesn’t necessarily mean physical punishment.
You see, I’ve done some babysitting in my time.
Because those weren’t my children, I didn’t feel I should spank them or hit them. And I found out you can manage a child just fine, without hurting them physically.
I only wish I had known this forty years ago.
I apologize to both my kids for ever hurting them. It wasn’t necessary. I regret that I ever spanked them.
In my defense, it was what I knew; it was how I was raised.
Do I fault my mother for spankings I received?
Because that’s what she knew. That was how things were done back then.
Cliff grew up receiving even harsher punishments than what I received.
Just like me... it was all he knew.
But we both agree there are better ways to deal with a child.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Please, people... learn from our mistakes.