How NOT To Keep Your Kids Under Control

Say your kids keep trying to escape from the lovely home that you provide for them. What are some reasonable ways to prevent this from happening? You could provide the sort of home that the kids would be happy to stay in. For example, a home that is large enough for the eight people who live in it. A home where the animal feces are picked up once in a while. A home where the urine smell is kept to a minimum.

We cannot all afford a luxurious option such as this though, so let's look at some alternatives. A home in North Platte, NE has their own solution:

[The officer] said the child's mother put her 3-year-old and 5-year-old children in the kennel because she says they tried to climb out of the house at night.

Now this is certainly an effective solution. It is low maintenance. You do not need to worry about keeping your eye on the kids. You know exactly where they are at all times. As long as you take them out of the trailer house on their leash and walk them a few times a day, they should get enough exercise as well as a bit of much needed freedom. It is all for their own protection right?

On the other hand, maybe we should look at some of the possible long term effects of the solution. I wonder how much a child is actually able to develop in a caged setting. Surely there is not a lot of room for playing. For that matter, there is not a lot of room for moving. With this less attentive approach, their language and critical thinking are probably getting stagnant too.

Now that I have weighted out both the pros and the cons I am going to have to exempt this solution from consideration. I just do not think it is in the child's best interest. What do you think?

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