The other day, Jesse and I were driving home and I saw this:
That’s right- a lady with her kid on a leash.
Just yesterday in church, a family that I really like walked in the same way. I obviously couldn’t snap an incognito photo of my friends son with a monkey backpack/kid-leash on, but my mind was taking all the judgment-y pics it needed.
I know, I shouldn’t judge. Sometimes I think my children are animals that need to be restrained, too. But a leash. Really?
I have a friend who warned me ahead of time that she would be putting her future kids on leashes, and I haven’t told her, but I will be setting her poor children free often. Sorry, Lauren.
Am I wrong? Is there some untold joy/benefit in parents leashing their kids that I don’t know about. Besides getting random strangers to take pics and write blogs about you?