by Kathy Collard Miller Darcy's training pants were wet again. Again! As I struggled to pull down the soaking pants, I felt a rush of frustration. "Darcy, you're supposed to come in the bathroom and go in the potty chair." As I spanked her with my hand, my tension and tiredness found an outlet. Spanking… Continue reading No More Anger: Hope for an Out-of-Control Mom
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