A Dangerous Parenting Trend:

The other day I was walking through Target grabbing supplies for a deep spring cleaning weekend.

A little girl caught my eye—probably three and a half, brown curls bouncing, spinning and twirling like only a toddler can.

She was alone.

Laughing, dancing, right in the middle of a main aisle. No one—no one—in sight.

So I stopped.

I watched her.

Because som…