Last weekend we did a impromptu visit to Disney World and I did the unthinkable. I put my kid on a leash. Granted it looks like a friendly little monkey backpack, but it is still a leash. I am now that Mom. If you too are that mom, know that I used to mock you, I used to make fun of you and look down on you. I used to talk about you. I used to say that I would never, ever be you. Now I am you. Ain't karma a bitch?!
Yes, I suffered the looks of disapproval and laughing. I heard people plainly talking about my kid on a leash- not even bothering to lower their voices to keep me from hearing them. So you know what I did? I handed that leash to Brian and pretended that I didn't know either of them.
No. Actually I held my head high and proceeded to enjoy letting my little man walk next to me without having to worry that he is going to make a break for it. Say what you will, but that dreaded leash was really nice. Luckily Maddox is still too young to understand the irony of that monkey on his back.
