Before my husband and I had children, we vowed we would never spank them. I’m not certain, but I’m pretty sure we declared our noble intentions with more than a little smugness. We, unlike others, would be enlightened parents. No corporal punishment would be meted out on our offspring. No, siree. We were too well equipped, too knowledgeable, too controlled. We would use reason with our exceptional and well-behaved children and they would understand, and listen.
Then, we had twins. [Read the rest here.]