Spare the Rod

Tonight, after Troy got out of the shower, I asked him if he’d put his clothes on yet. I was in the other room answering a text message, so I couldn’t see him. He told me three times that he had put his clothes on. However, when I walked into the room a few minutes later, he was still buck naked. He had point blank lied to me multiple times. I lost it and started yelling at him about how wrong that was and how much I disliked being lied to. As a punishment, I told him that he’d lost me reading him a book, and he had to go to bed early…he was done for the night. He mouthed off to me and told me that he wasn’t; so I grabbed his naked body, draped him over my knees, and spanked him for the first time in his life. Three swats that left red handprints on his bottom. I don’t think he really understood what was coming when I grabbed him, but he understood all too well after that first swat. He tried to get away from me, but I held him in place until he’d received all three. Then, I let him go to run crying to his mother who was still in the shower. I didn’t want to ever get to a point that I had to spank my son, but it’s been a long time coming. He’s been cheeky and mouthy for months now. The lying was the last straw.