You will be pleased to know that we settled into our new home. The kids and Mary love it. It is very large, we have our own pool and we are a half hour drive from the beach. The neighbors are mostly middle class families...so lots of little pals for the kids. The kids each has a room to themselves.
I decided that Adam would be in the room next to Mary and me. His games room is at the end of the first floor.
There are very strict rules about the pool. None of the kids is allowed near it unless there is an adult to supervise. That rule was boken on day two and so one young man was a very sorry young man indeed.
The girls have just started at a local private school. They look very smart in their uniforms. Mary spends a lot of time with tennis and shopping. I tutor Adam most days now.
Adam look cute in his shorts and teeshirt. I bought some great shorts for him. They have wide cutaways at the leg. When I am reviewing his work I can easily slip my hand up his leg and hold his bottom in my hand. It is a kind of warning for him to pay clsoe attention to what I am saying. Sometimes a pinch will get even more attention!
At the weekend we were round at our new neighbours home. Adam was playing with Greg, their boy who is also five. Mary and the girls had gone to the mall with Sue, our neighbour so John and I were in the yard having a few beers whil the boys played.
It was John who started discussing discipline first. I sat and listened to him expalining that he spanked Gerg. I was getting more and more interesetd in the detail and had not offered any feedback when we suddenly heard a cry and saw greg running toward his dad.
To cut a long story short it emerged that Adam had had some kind of argument with Greg and had pushed him. Greg had fallen. John examined Greg and told him that there were no bruises and to a 'big guy' and go play.
As one boy headed down the yard I called the other to me.
Adam knows the tone of my voice well now and must have known what was going to happen becasue he stood motionless for a moment. He looked at Greg and then back at me. I could see he was calculating matters in his mind. He is a quick little guy and he knew that there were no options. I looked at John who clearly thought that the boy was going to ignore me.
''I don't think so'' I said in a firm tone, as if reading the other man's mind
''Now Adam'' I called again. ''Do you have a pddle or a wooden spoon I could use on my son'' I asked
''sure thing'' was his reply and he left for the house returning quickly with a child's paddle.
''This works fine with Greg'' John added as he passed it to me.
Adam had seen the paddle and was crying freely now. He stood in front of me. I patted my left knee. Adam pulled down his shorts then his tiny white briefs and placed himself over my lap as he had been taught.
I turned and smiled at a surprised John. I saw Greg watching the proceedings from a distance.
I placed the paddle on Adams small baby soft bottom. There was a faint blue bruise from yesterday's slipper spanking on his right buttock.
I whapped the paddle down hard. Adam intook a quick breath and a red mark emerged on his tiny round bottom. I gave him three more whaps. He did cry out but did not wriggle even though he was clearly in pain. He is learning to take his punishments well.
I handed the paddle back to John and commenced my ''rubbing better'' routine.
Being outside and with freinds I decided against corner time.
Only thirty minutes later Adam and Gerg were playing and laughing happily as if nothing had happened.
Later that evening though when I bathed Adam his bottom still looked a little bruised. Instead of tutoring him the next day we went ot the beach, his little butt cooled down in the ocean