Camden received his first spanking today, the consequence of biting his little brother Luke. They were both on the bed, getting diaper changes when Daddy put Luke right next to Camden. Kevin and I both turned away for a second and heard Luke wailing and I noticed Camden's mouth was wide open. Luke had a huge mark on his forehead and I deduced that he'd been bitten. I popped Camden on the butt, told him sternly that he can't bite Luke. He laughed at me, so I popped him again, this time I little harder and repeated myself. He paid attention after the second one and got very quiet. He then tried to give me the lip, so I turned away (not to be taken in by this ploy). I looked over at Luke, who was being comforted by Daddy and crying real tears.
It was strange, this first experience in disciplining. I felt bad doing it to Camden, but he's got to learn that biting his baby brother is not acceptable and the penalty is spankings. We admit, we're to blame as well, for allowing him to bite us but we're going to discontinue this immediately. We don't want a biter!
