My blessing of a Problem Child...

God must be telling me something by having given me my "problem child" first. I jammed my finger today trying to spank him. He has become a master at dodging spankings.
These are some of the things he does in hopes of making me mad or sad or getting a spanking:
*Names off a list of places that he wants to go when he knows we are going somewhere else (Its much more bothersome than it sounds)
*Calls me Kim repeatedly, even after I ask him not to...no, especially when I ask him not to.
*Poops in his pants and tells me to change him
*Refuses to put anything on his bottom
*Whispers "Gracie's sleeping," then cries loudly "Hey Gracie!!!"
*Laughs at me when I tell him to do or not do something

So yes, I jammed my finger trying to spank him...and it hurt. All I could think of at the time that it happened was that if it was really bad, like broken, I couldnt go to the doctor. What would I say...I broke my finger trying to beat my child?

So people say, "He's just testing you, testing his limits."
Yes, and how do I pass the test?

Thank you, God, for Gracie...she is my sweetie that proves that I am not a complete failure as a parent. She sees what happens to Jonathan, and she, like myself, cannot understand why he keeps doing what he's doing.

Please do not give me suggestions for how to handle my problem child...I have received all of the suggestions in the world. And I follow them. I have just resolved that Jonathan is my problem child, for now, and I am told that if they're bad as toddlers they'll be good as teenagers. But maybe people say that just so that you won't kill them as toddlers because you have hope that they'll do a 180.

P.S. Please do not report me to Childhood Protective Services. I LOVE both of my children and I thank God for them both, Im just venting a little.