Can't see a thing, but I am still going to run!
My number one pet peeve for the past 10 years was seeing a child on a leash. The other pet peeve, men wearing shorts with black socks and brown sandals... shudder.
But seriously, the whole leash thing... As much as I hate the idea of having my child on a leash, or a restraint, or a harness or whatever other PC word you can come up with... I am actually thinking, "GET ME A LEASH!" Ever since Sienna started walking, mostly drunken staggering, I have been chasing her around like one of those crazy dog owners at the beach that has absolutely no control over their animal WHATSOEVER. Like those dogs that go after other unsuspecting dogs that have delicious toys to steal right out of their mouths and run for a mile with their owner going "BUSTER!!! BUSTER!!! OH, I'M SO SORRY MY DOG IS NEVER LIKE THIS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO HIM!" Look lady, we all know you don't know what you are doing with your dog so maybe, just maybe he should be on a leash at ALL TIMES. Not that I am likening my beautiful little girl to a dog, but give her an inch and she takes twenty miles (and does not get tired)! (side note... crazy dog knocked over my coffee the other day on Dallas Road, and the owner said "oh, I'm so sorry, he has never done THAT before!" then she picked up my coffee with her bare-dog-hand right on the mouth spout, after I had picked it up, to say "are you finished?!" WTF crazy dog lady).
Case in point... Sienna and I headed to Vancouver to visit with my sister, brother-in-law and little Miss Priya prior to picking up Kyle from the airport last month... Sienna and I ventured up to the 'passenger deck' on the ferry only to last about 15 minutes after Sienna couldn't quite get her sea legs. We ended up in the car watching baby einstein for the rest of the journey while Sienna climbed on me and all throughout the back seat of the car! Then we arrive at my sister's condo. All hell breaks loose! Priya is saying "SIENNIE! SIENNIE! DO YOU WANT TO COME TO MY PLAY ROOM?" Sienna is like, "HELLLLLS YES!" Where she finds Priya's chalk (one in each hand) and walks around with it for pretty much the entire three days that we are there... Chalk and white carpet don't mix great and Sienna kept revealing a blue or yellow tongue. Then Priya goes to bed and Sienna is still completely wired after having a double nap day. So Sienna figures out that she can do laps around the condo. I can only imagine what was going through her head... "TV, COUCH, MYSTERY DOOR, *FALL*, STROLLER, SHOES, MYSTERY DOOR, *FALL*, CHALK ROOM, KITCHEN, *SLIP FALL*, STAINLESS STEAL FRIDGE, PRIYA'S BEDROOM, PUSH ON DOOR UNTIL IT OPENS AND RUN, RUN LIKE THE WIND!!!!!!!!" This went on for a good two hours, meanwhile my sister is laughing hysterically, saying "Priya was never THIS crazy!" and I'm thinking, "wait, what? Sienna is crazy? don't all kids do laps like they've just had a hot pot of coffee?!"
Point number 2. Shopping. If there isn't a shopping cart for Sienna to ride in with her hands gripping the handle bar like a bad ass biker chick, she lasts about thirty seconds being held, then she's squirming and whining, almost leaping from my tight grip... The other day I was in the mall and Sienna was literally running everywhere, and if she got one step ahead of me, she ran faster, and turned around and laughed at me, clearly thinking "FREEEEDOMMMMM BIOTCH!" Then I would be able to distract her with none other than her reflection, a brief but much needed rest period... "OOOH, Sienna look! Who's that!?" and she would say "EEEYAYA!" and put her hands up to the mirror and lean in for a kiss and a scrunch face giggle (and sometimes a little blue steal, I know, I shouldn't teach her these things, but it's amusing)... After that oh so tender moment she was off again... It was like Bay-by-tracker. She was up and down aisles, in between racks of clothing, running into strangers who would say "aww isn't she..." Who knows what they said next I was too busy smiling and nodding and running.
Anyways... I now know why parents use them, but I am still not going to resort to a harness, when they come up with an invisible one, I am all over it!
You may see me out walking my baby on my roller blades this summer, just like Cesar Millan... Seriously, that will be the next thing. Am I right?
Haha just get one Deb- those who judge will have to buy one themselves one day. Joshua had a monkey one that he loved! We only used it in places where it was dangerous if he ran out of our reach or if I was out with both children and wanted to make sure he stayed nearby. It was a lifesaver when going through airport security because he always liked to run around while we were trying to gather everything up.
ReplyDeleteMy philosopy on baby leashes is (though I've never used one), I'd rather get the stink eye from judgemental strangers than have Sadie injure herself or get lost.
ReplyDeletep.s. Kojo? KOJO??? that is so funny I nearly died. Ironic point #1: the spelling of their names is so similar; Ironic point #2: she is perhaps more KOJO-like than CUJO-like afterall. She has a thing for pleather pants and costume jewelry.
Can Libby be Mary Hart?
Sarah... before I posted my comment I had to make sure you were not talking about Kojo so I googled Cujo. Then I googled Kojo only to realize that Coco bares a slight resemblance... She is a Whippet after all, clearly one step away from the Kojo species. Last night when I was putting Sienna to bed I kept laughing about that adorably spooky photo of Coco and Sienna was giggling away as well!
ReplyDeleteconsidering the way Libby mounts Simon and Catharine's dog on a regular basis we will make Libby Mark Steines.