We have THAT kid????

Why oh why does my sweet little boy have to turn into such a little brat when it comes to church???  Today was one of the worst days for me as a mom.  Last Sunday when we left Reese in his classroom, he preceded to scream.  Not an "I'm scared" or "I'm really sad" scream.  No, it was an "I'm mad and I'm going to make sure the entire building knows it" kind of scream.  Kyle and I stopped in the hallway three times trying to decide whether to go back or if that was just giving in to him.  The teachers told us to go on, but that's a really hard thing to do when your child is disrupting an entire hallway.  We decided his punishment before we ever left that hallway.  No TV or video games for the rest of the day which was big for him because he was really into one game that we had been playing together.  So, Sunday passed with few complaints. 
Skip to tonight.  We warned Reese before he went to Team Kid that if he gave us any problems or screamed that it would be no TV or video games for the rest of the night and the next day.  He was complaining that he didn't want to go as Kyle led him down the hallway, but he went.  Kyle came back and said he had to warn him again but that he went in.  Then we heard the screaming.  Really?  We have THAT child??  The one that everybody dreads having in their class because he's so bad??? 
Kyle went and got him and we had a little family talk about how this was going to end.  Right now.  Not only did the punishment stand but he and I were going straight home for a spanking.  I had tears in my eyes when I told him that because I really, really hate to do it.  I haven't had to in 3 years.  Or maybe that's the problem.  I haven't done it in 3 years...
We get home and I pull out my Mom's spanking tool of choice.  The "paint paddle".  You know, the stick you stir paint with?  Except for that I realized too late that Mom's paint paddle was plastic.  Mine's cheap wood.  Her's hurt more.  A lot more.
So Reese is scared and he's jumping around so much that I finally just paddle him with his shorts on.  What does he say??  "That didn't hurt a bit!"  Well, cowboy, you can bet it's going to hurt THIS time!!  Down go the britches and 3 raps later, I realize I have 2 problems.  One - the previously mentioned material issue and two - I didn't spank hard enough.  Now, although he's thoroughly mad, Reese is no longer scared of the pain aspect of the spanking.  Greeeeaaaattttt.  Way to go mom! 
I think I'll see if my Mom still has her paint paddle lying around....