walking up to my apartment, and i just saw a parent “walking” her kid. he had a leash on and everything. gah..what kind of parenting is that?
i’m pretty sure that i didn’t have a leash on when i was a little tyke. then again, maybe i did. as for the kid i saw, he was a small little boy of a man. and it looked like it was quite hard to keep him in control. he kept wandering around and around and the mom just couldn’t take it anymore and had to tug on the leash like a doggie.
then again…i can see myself using the leash method. i can imagine my yet unborn kid being a handful. and gah…the leash is just EASIER! ha. i mean really…if he starts running away into the street you can always just yank him back. i mean…ain’t that better than lying to the kid to keep him out of trouble?
over the weekend, i heard someone say they told their kid that when the ice cream man plays that sound from his truck, it means he ran OUT of ice cream….in order to keep the kid from running into the street. ingenious? possibly. mean? possibly,
as a parent, the choices must be HAAAAAAAARD. i wouldnt know what to do. a part of me sees the leash way the easy and convenient way (even if it is barbaric).
hmm…i sure hope my kid is smart. cause i think the only way i can be a parent is if i can reason with the kid logically. i don’t think i can be that BRUTE FORCE type of parent or that parent that’s just all free-wheely.
hmm……maybe this is why i shouldnt have kids. ha