I don't think I could ever actually
hurt my son, or any kids I have in the future. But in my opinion, spanking isn't hurting so much as it is flesh-burning love.
Nah, in all seriousness, spanking is my last resort. I haven't spanked my son yet, but he's smart enough that when he does something wrong, I grab him by his shoulders, stare him straight in the eyes and tell him what he did wrong, and I don't let go until he acknowledges me. He usually has these sad eyes and a pout, and gets this rejected puppy dog look and walks away after he nods that he understands, then sits in the corner and plays quietly. Usually only takes a couple of those over a month (I only have him twice a week, so it takes a little bit of getting used to some of the "rules" in my house), and he's fine.
The only one that has given me consistent problems is having him climb on the coffee and end tables.