Monday, November 3, 2008

children on leashes

Brace yourself for a hot topic. Children on leashes. We've all seen them at the mall...at target... on that SNL skit with the "hyper-hypo". This offends the sensibilities of many-- the sight of a child on a leash. My younger sister had to be restrained with this stretchy and highly controversial cord as a child. We were a mischeif causing lot of Morgans. My sister Allison... she didn't walk, she cartwheeled. We (yes, I helped) once knocked over a huge display of applesauce at a Safeway grocery store. I feel like Safeway is ghetto... but maybe in the late 80's/early 90's it was normal. Either way, we broke a buttload of applesauce jars.

My sister was really into hiding in the middle of clothing racks. She was like a ninja. One minute she was holding my hand (I wasn't supposed to let go) the next she had scaled a wall of shelves. My mom got the leash. The saint that she is... she endured the scornful stares of the anti-discipline crunchy granola moms. She picked Allison up off her bum when she tried to dart off and the cord yanked her back. She threatened to put me on one too if I didn't chill out. Imagine if we had been allowed to have sugar.

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