How often do you take him for a walk?
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You lost a kid. That's only 7
In fairness, that's why I feel like getting a leash.
Plus the oldest is 13 and at least she's responsible enough for us to look away for a few minutes and she will still be there.
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See, that's actually her husband, and they're into a consentual public humiliation + abdl kink. He came so hard when they got home. Mommy is such a good mistress.
(I have been lead around on a leash before myself, and I'll do it again, though for different reasons~)
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My parents sucked but I'm grateful they at least didn't leash me like a dog. They degraded me enough already.
I can remember being on one. I used to use it to pull against my mom all the time and she was scared that if she let me off it I would run away. I didn't run away.
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I was a leash kid
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My parents sucked but I'm grateful they at least didn't leash me like a dog. They degraded me enough already.
My brother was leashed, but he would also run into traffic and chase animals if you let him.
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I was a leash kid
Tell us about how it molded your personality
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Tell us about how it molded your personality
I don't remember it at all. I have ADHD which may be related to why they got me a leash.
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I remember being on one of those. They were fairly common in the 80s. I also deserved it because I was a little shit that would sprint away at the first opportunity in the grocery store.
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I don't remember it at all. I have ADHD which may be related to why they got me a leash.
I was just about to say this. The kids are likely special needs or neurodivergent.
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Tell us about how it molded your personality
I'm more curious if they have a leash for the bedroom.
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The last one wouldn't look both ways before crossing a street...
Your kid won't look both ways before crossing a street? That's a paddlin'.
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I'm more curious if they have a leash for the bedroom.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]I got this thing online that has four straps connected together and you put it under your mattress with the ends of the straps sticking out and you can strap someone to the bed. Since you asked.
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People are alluding to it, but not attributing the blame correctly: the "need" to leash kids is yet another negative consequence of car-dependent urban design.
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I watched as our little, barely walking toddler walked away from us in a busy department store. I followed behind, hiding behind racks, to see if he would get scared and turn around. Nope. Did not turn once. Just waddled away. I had to race and grab him from behind once he stepped onto the escalator.
It was then that I really understood the need for those leashes. Had a talk with the wife and we decided against it, but it was close.
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My parents sucked but I'm grateful they at least didn't leash me like a dog. They degraded me enough already.
Do you remember Harambe?!!! Harambe died for your pride! If that boy was in a leasg he would still be here and the world would be a better place. /s but not really?!
Seriously now, leashing a kid is not a bad thing. Young kids will run faster than light and human parents can avoid accidents, make sure the kid is is around.and shop without losing their minds. Let's normalize it. If you use a necklace, is that a collar? No. Leave moms alone
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“This leash demeans us both”
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People are alluding to it, but not attributing the blame correctly: the "need" to leash kids is yet another negative consequence of car-dependent urban design.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]The fuck are you on about? Have you never had a kid disappear on you in a mall? There's no cars there
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“Timmy want a cookie? Timmy want a cookie? Good boy!”
Dammit dad, I’m 5!
"Timmy want a lootbox?"
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I was a leash kid
Me too. And my son.
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Tell us about how it molded your personality
The leash was fine.
The choke chain really had an effect though.
