They are attracted & amazed by the most peculiar of things. They take off unannounced & pursue their latest interest; whether it be a broken off lizard's tail, a duck, a cute fluffy pup or toys in a toy store. So I absolutely positively understand that an eye needs to be kept on them at all times. But a leash?
A leash?
Like miniature speaking, crying dogs they are manoeuvred through shopping malls & markets.
This invention makes sure they stay within about a 1m radius from mom or their keeper. But a leash?
There was a lady that walked into the store with an adorable young chocolate boy in her arms. Very sweet.
Later the young man loosened up a little and was let down from mom's safe arms. As he explored the shop he became increasingly absorbed by the sights; he went on to open a cupboard adjacent to mom's knee & explored the world which was the inside of the cupboard...
It's now time to leave and he is livid. He wants to run around and giggle but something unnatural about his tiny movements prompts me to investigate.
He is on a leash (a short one at that) and in that moment right then & there, there was an uncomfortable; incorrectness in the air. Wow.
Leashes are for dogs not children. Parents have to learn that children need to roam free. It seems a tad more than selfish to restrict them only because you lack a certain something (bar disability) that allows you to keep up.
Children need to chase after their limited understanding of interesting, wonderful, amazing. It's their right. A necessity. I can't begin to contemplate the plateau of possibilities of issues these young ones will uncover up years later.
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