Discipline, Yeah Right!

And so it begins.  Our boy is out of control!  He does whatever he wants and for the most part gets away with it.  Tonight he was pulling himself up to the entertainment center to play with the surround sound system, like he's done before.  We always get after him and we almost always smack his little hands or bum but it never works.  Tonight Chad smacked his bum and very seriously told him no!  He looked at him and smiled and turned back to getting himself in trouble.  Chad kept getting after him and patting his bottom and Tyke kept smiling and going about his business.  Finally Chad got his attention with a loud "NO!" and another smack to bum.  Tyke looked at him, sat down and crawled over to me whining, "mama, mama, mama!" the entire way.  He wasn't upset, he wasn't crying, he was tattling on his Pa!  I picked him up, not to love him better because we all know that that does no good when trying to teach a lesson...  I picked him up and sat him on lap.  Tyke turned and looked at his Daddy, smiled a guilty grin and waved at him like "haha".  Little stinker!  I tried to explain to him why he can't climb up against the entertainment center and play with our toys.  It's for his own safety.  His response?  He wiggled his way off of my lap and played with his toys.  We have our work cut out for us for sure!