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Whip It Baby

When was the last time you were in public and saw a bad ass little kid misbehaving?  When I see this happening, the first thing that comes to mind is “Oh no, he/she needs a beating!” If little Johnny can’t act right, all he need is one week at Breezy’s house and he’ll be fine. My son is 7 and he has his 7-year-old moments at times but, the one thing I can say is that he’s well behaved for the most part. His god-mother tells me all the time how she enjoys his company because he’s never a problem. My son and I have an understanding and with the way I was raised, I’ve made it my personal decision not to spank my child as a form of discipline.

For starters these are MY VIEWS AND I’M NOT TELLING ANYONE HOW TO RAISE THEIR CHILD. If you feel little Johnny is bad, then you spank his behind if you feel that will work for the both of you. As a child, my mother never spanked me. All my spankings came from my biological father and my aunt. Me personally, I believe that children become accustomed to spankings and it doesn’t teach them anything. If they want to misbehave their going to do just that because, they know all that’ll happen is a minute or so of a spanking then their going back to do their own thing.

Raising my son in a single parent home isn’t an easy job but I’m his primary provider and I couldn’t see myself beating my son for misbehaving. Imagine being a child and constantly having your parent beat on you. For what? I think it’s pointless. Why would I beat on someone that I brought into this world to love and protect? With my son, his knees quiver at the sound of my stern voice. I may ruffle his color on his button down or get eye level to him, so he understands I mean business but no spankings in my household. This works for us! We take things away, we do chores, we take naps, we have alone time to think about our actions etc. In my opinion you don’t have to beat on a child to get them to listen to you and make good decisions. Spankings do not replace conversations about what bad decision were made. As parents I feel it’s our job to mentor, protect, and love our children….not beat on them but hey that’s my opinion. Mamas, how do you discipline your children? 

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